When I realized what compulsions were it made me recognize what I was doing was related to my OCD. I knew that I needed something to help myself get better. I thought by recognizing what I was doing it would make it easier to stop, but it didn't. I became so aware of every time … Continue reading Stop Your Compulsions. Do it like 1…2…3
I have mentioned that I was coming off my anti-depressants and I thought that it would be a breeze. What I learned is that you can't just come off of them and I tried to come off of them with the help of the doctor, I still experienced the worse days of my life. I … Continue reading The Evil of Anti-Depressants
I have had ups and downs when it has come to my anti-depressant. One of my biggest upsets during my medicine taking days was my weight gain. Over the past year, I have gained thirty pounds, and it was a rollercoaster to try and get it off. I haven't made much progress getting my weight … Continue reading Off the Meds (the road to recovery)
I was diagnosed with OCD over a year again. Since then I have changed a lot. I've been taking my meds every day and not skipping a day. I am happy to see the change in myself. I haven't been as obsessed with the things I was obsessed with before. I haven't been cleaning as … Continue reading OCD? Not Much.
It is an unspoken rule in my house to never use my bathroom. I really don’t know how the rule started, but it’s in place. People using my bathroom never bothered me when I was a kid. Maybe because I never cleaned it, my dad did. I just pooped, peed, showered and bathed. During family … Continue reading The Bathroom Policy
Christmas is supposed to be a joyous time, so stress should not be in your vocabulary. If you are anything like me, you are thinking about everything you would want to do before the holiday is over. I like to see lights and go to shows and stuff. All this contributes to my OCD. I … Continue reading Destress During Christmas
Every time my mom buys my dad a new watch he keeps the box. He shoves it on the shelf at the top of his closet and shacks each and everyone. I never noticed this. I don't go into his closet like that, but my mom made mention of it. Watch boxes are not the … Continue reading My Dad Likes Boxes