My Experience of OCD

Do you happen to check whether your alarm clock is set even though you know for sure that it is? Do you hoard items which should have landed in the dustbin a long time ago just in case 'they might come in handy' one day or because they have 'sentimental value?' Or maybe you tend to maniacally avoid touching doorknobs in public lavatories because 'they are so dirty?' Have you ever been told that you are too pedantic when you insist on alphabetising the CD collection at a friend's home? If your answers to these questions are 'yes', take a closer look at your behaviour, for you may either be a perfectly normal person, or you may ...  Read the complete review

Mary didn't have a job outside the home, but, in the 1950's and 60's that wasn't unusual. Mary saw her 'job' as looking after her home and husband, and later, her only child. Mary lived in a small bungalow yet keeping it clean took all day. She was houseproud, but again, that was not unusual. It was expected that homes be kept clean and tidy - after all, wasn't cleanliness next to Godliness? Some things weren't permitted in Mary's home.Showers were forbidden since they splashed water all over her nice clean bathroom. Shoes were removed outside the front door, visitors included.Newspapers and magazines were banned ...  Read the complete review

OCD and what it means to me. After some consideration and in order to try and help others who wish to understand a little more about this condition, I have decided to review the bane of my life! Maybe you know someone who has OCD or has strange behaviours and rituals. Maybe you are concerned you might have OCD yourself. So here goes, I hope you enjoy the read :) When I come to think about it, I've always been a bit odd. The thing that struck it home to me most recently was when a couple of years ago, my mum showed me a photo of myself when I was about 7 years old. I was having a picnic on the grass with some other children and I was the only child ...  Read the complete review

Ive suffered from ocd since i was quite young and i no how alot of people that suffer from this nasty illness it basiclly takes over your life and makes you fill like a different person. ive taken different medication but nothing seems to work and i used to see a sycoligist and to be honest he was no help at all as every week he would forget what i had told him the week before so basicly i had to learn for my self what to do to help my self. what i find helps is when im sitting down or laying in bed and see something i have to get out of bed and go put it right when deep down i no its fine but i think something bad is going to happen like someone ...  Read the complete review

Exploit my pain and suck my life dry. Go ahead, you should feel privileged that I'm granting you permission to laugh yourselves mad at my problems. Everyone else does it, and until last night I always took it as a personal affront. But I'm not saying that I've come to terms with my psychological vices and reached some sort of higher level of understanding. It's just that, over dinner with some friends, we all got a bit introspective and had a kind of unofficial support session. We bared our darkest, most private mental recesses to one another, almost seeking empathy. As it turns out, the only time that I actually reveal my internal ...  Read the complete review