Scrupulosity, I think, is one tough form of OCD to contend with.  The thing with scrupulosity is that it is not tangible but a concept.

Other forms of OCD such hand washing or counting things involve something tangible.   You can confront your fear by doing or not doing a physical action and over time you would realize that nothing bad is going to happen.  For instance, if a person doesn’t wash his hand for a day, the hand-washing sufferer might realize, after prolonged angst, that he is not going to die.  The proof is in front of your eyes.

Scrupulosity on the other hand involves total belief.  For me it was this idea that if I did something wrong, something bad might happen, like going to hell.  I had other forms of OCD which coupled with scrupulosity like the fear of hitting someone when driving.  So for instance, if I heard a sound and thought I might have hit someone, I would be compelled to find out because if I didn’t and I did hit someone I might go to hell.  I believed this.  In my mind, the only way to find out if I am going to hell or not was to die.  Drastic isn’t it.  So why take the chance?  I did whatever in order to prevent myself from going to hell.  In a nutshell, it was the fear of going to hell.  Who wants to go to hell?  Trying to convince me that I wasn’t going to hell was a tough nut to crack.  How do you prove that a person wasn’t going to hell?   Just to make sure, I was doing things to prevent myself from going to hell.

Ironically, I was already in a form of hell.  My life miserable trying to do all these rituals.   I was tiptoeing around a moral minefield.  One wrong move; I would be going to hell.

So how did I get over this?  I am not sure.  One year ago I used to think this profusely.  But now, I don’t think this at all.   In retrospect, there are a few things I learned.  You really don’t know if your going to hell or not.  No one knows.  My suggestion:  Just be a good person and enjoy life.  If you screw up, just ask for forgiveness and move on.