How Acknowledging My OCD Saved Me From It

October 19, 2014 7:28 PM

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How Acknowledging My OCD Saved Me From It

Like many people, my descent into mental instability wasn't swift or sudden or even necessarily obvious. It was slow, and spiraling, and Bell Jar-esque, and over what I can only estimate as being over the course of 12 years. I didn't have an out-of-nowhere mental breakdown, or drop my basket during a time of transition, or have a hormonal imbalance triggered by puberty. To most of my family and friends, it wasn't a disorder at all -- I was just a high-strung, anxious, type-A person. Because I grew up with obsessive compulsive disorder, it had always been virtually impossible to separate my symptoms from my personality.

This was my outlook as well -- that the rituals, obsessions and habits that plagued my day-to-day routines were simply just what life looked like for me. Because of the stigma surrounding mental disorders and illnesses, it was easier for me and everyone around me to write off my symptoms as personal...

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