I have been taking medication for this ridiculous and annoying thing that goes on in my brain called OCD. Now, when I first started taking the medication I imagined it would take care of them and I wouldn't have to worry about counting the squares of toilet paper or timing my hand washing. *those are the mild ones* It has been a struggle for me, and although the medication I do take helps with my anxieties that cause some of my OCD's, it's the ones that make no sense that are still holding on.
I'm not ashamed about this now and actually I advocate for mental health through emailing senators and anyone that is involved in keeping mental health facilities and workers taken care of. I am just one voice, one email, one person. Sometimes I feel so alone in this journey that is so important to me that I could scream.
I am known to write comedy, and for as long as I can remember I have been great at it. The past month, though, has been so hard to focus that I have given up. I will go back to it, I'm sure, but right now it is not in me to produce anything funny. I have a fan base on facebook that expect post updates that are either shocking, humiliating, obnoxious, crude, and downright offensive. I have not been able to do those things and now my email inbox is so full of people asking me to please get back on.
Today is Therapy Thursday, so I am hoping things will get better.
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