My OCD lol
Sorry I was gone from here
guys.... PC issues. And please don't miss our Literacy Fest on the
29th.
I have noticed a growing
trend that is really irking me, people in decent medical health
walking around, looking intelligent enough until out of their mouth
comes a phrase like, “Oh you'll have to excuse me. That must be my
OCD, Bi Polar, PTSD (fill in the blank.)” This growing trend isn't
funny and it isn't kool. In my opinion, neither is denying a child
who actually suffers from something medication for it. In my day that
was called criminal neglect.
The reason I am so adamant
about not using a mental disorder as opposed to an adverb or even,
dare I say it, a misplaced modifier is because if you suffered from
one of these disorders I seriously doubt you would take it so
lightly.
My daughter suffers from
OCD and her case is mild. If in school she was assigned a choice of
four topics she would find herself unable to pick one. She would
write on all four. Yet it was never good enough. She would have to
rewrite the papers repeatedly even after she got the grade. To this
day she hasn't stopped those reels of obsession. It is not uncommon
for her to insert, “That paper I wrote on ___ I should have really
used the word sardonic instead of sarcastic,” into an unrelated
conversation. She has been graduated for 5 years and she is still
rewriting those papers. They haunt her like some dark sin that needs
rectified. My point is those reels are still playing in her mind
every minute of every day.
She explained to me long
ago that OCD means eight or nine reels playing continuously in your
mind at once. I asked my shrink years ago about this disorder. His
response was, “OCD is worse for the sufferer than having
schizophrenia.” I felt terrible also for having told her for so
many years, “Dammit! Would you just let it go and come to the
present moment!” It would appear she couldn't help it.
Go and turn on every radio
in a store to a different channel and turn the volume up as loud as
it will go. Live with that truth for five minutes and tell me then,
is it a joke? Imagine that noise in your head every minute for the
rest of your life. Still funny?
That's my side of it,
Angel
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