Dealing with Obsessive, Compulsive Disorder

Some days I ask myself why am I like this? Why me? Why do I have to be the one to obsess about things. I have my good days, and then I will have a few bad. My constant worry takes over my life. Wether I am cleaning my house or even writing this, my mind is wandering and filled with worry. To most people they say stop worrying, think about something else. For someone with OCD you can't just turn it off and on. I don't choose to be this way, I just am. I have my days that I feel just mad that I have to be on medication. I hate feeling like I am so dependent on a medication. I know it's for the best and there are some day's I feel better. It is just still sometimes hard for me to accept.