In season 4, episode 4,” Hannah attends a party with her classmates and insulted their personalities and their writing. I cringed when I watched the episode, but I understand her resentment towards being in a new school and feeling undervalued by her peers.Granted, I also understand that Hannah more than likely misunderstood her classmates’ intentions… Read More The Life Lessons I learn with my fictional friend, Hannah Horavitz.
Everyone loves to be reassured, especially when you’re uncertain about something, but reassurance can have its downsides. If you’re someone like me, who has OCD, reassurance can be enabling. In a previous post, I wrote about my fear of farting, which is funny and mortifying at the same time. The worst part about my farting… Read More Reassurance: Are you Sure I’m Okay?
Dear Obsessions, You have been a burden to me since the age of 8 when you appeared after I saw a clip from Agnes of God. You haunted me throughout high school by telling me that farting will make me a social pariah. Actually, it was my excessive need for reassurance that drove close… Read More A Letter to My Obsessions
On Friday, Mr. Squigglekins told me that when I backed up I nearly hit his neighbor. Fortunately, his neighbor saw and avoided hitting me. The same day I saw a homeless man holding an “I’m Hungry Sign,” and I was so focused on him that I drove my car over a cement planter. A passerby… Read More Another Obsession over Driving
In my last post, I wrote about the clinical description of trauma. Readers in the medical or psychology fields understand what I wrote, but for the rest, it was likely dry and wordy. In this next post, I’m going to write my first hand experience with trauma, personally a miscarriage. In college, I had a… Read More Trauma on the Brain Dalawa (two): Miscarriage
I am a person with obsessive compulsive disorder, but I am not obsessive compulsive. My former friend, Manic, has bipolar, but she is not bipolar. If you do not understand the first two sentences, read it slowly, and maybe you’ll get it. If English is not your first language, I apologize. What I’m saying is… Read More Labels: I am NOT my Mental Illness
I take the medication Escitalopram, also known by its brand names Lexapro and Ciraplex. It is an anti-depressant that is of the Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitor class (SSRI). SSRI’s work by blocking the reabsorption or reuptake of the neurotransmitter, serotonin, in the brain. This class of anti-depressants is different from other anti-depressants because they primarily… Read More Ahhh, 10mg Escitalopram, my good friend
I don’t have an addictive personality, I have an obsessive personality. Obsession and addiction look similar on the surface, but they are different. When someone has an addiction, that person doesn’t feel satisfied until they use a substance or do the forbidden activity. For example, a man who has a gambling addiction doesn’t feel happy… Read More Obsession and Addiction are Two Different Things!!!!
The fear of being unfaithful to your partner, of sexually abusing someone, having inappropriate relations with a minor, being homosexual, these are all forms of sexual obsessions. Having sexual obsessions is like having an interrogator in your head that won’t stop questioning you until you say yes. These obsessions make you second guess yourself and… Read More The Fear of Having a Monster Within
It’s a common obsession for OCD sufferers to have anxiety over sexual orientation. I’ve had it. From sixth grade up to high school, I had anxiety over whether I was gay or not. Some people might think why worry over it? We live in a time where homosexuality is accepted. Well, I worried about… Read More I’m not Gay….( I think)