My parents shunned any type of conversation about sex. In fact, I have never seen my parents kiss even and […]
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My post partum OCD
Itâs a girl! A little girl, she only weighs tiny even after being a week overdue. That long awaited week […]
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Wedding Bells or Alarm Bells
I thought I wouldnât write this until I was recovered, but I realized that ârecoveryâ isnât an end point; itâs […]
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OCD Realization the long story
When I look back, OCD had gotten its sinister hooks into me when I was a teenager and was fully […]
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Keep strong. It gets better.
My first experience with OCD was denial and dismissal. It was not in any malicious way. As it so often […]
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Psychic Scrupulosity, Evil Spirits, and Bad Vibes
Whenever I was sixteen, I was convinced I was evil. I was tormented by intrusive thoughts that took the form […]
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It wasnât easy but I could feel myself getting better
Looking back on my life there are times when I donât remember my OCD – though it was there, I […]
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I have hope now
Iâve been anxious since before I can remember, but I vividly remember my first obsession. I was 8 or 9, […]
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I worked hard every single day
My OCD started when I was a four year old child. For some reason,whenever I touched something, a door handle, […]
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The Intangible Demons in My Head
I donât wash my hands a hundred times a day. I donât clean obsessively, or need things to be âjust […]
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