OCD loves a transitional period

I'm BACK, baby. Wish I could say I'm better than ever, but, alas.

I'm feeling... fine? But not in a "read between the lines" kind of fine. I simply just feel fine.

This semester has been wackadoodledandy, to say the least. I'm about to embark on a whole new chapter of my life. And it's been painful for me to move on from the last chapter, as it was such a good read. So, I think I'll fold the corner flap of the page down as a bookmark (classic), just incase I find my way back to that life.

Needless to say, OCD is absolutely digging this next chapter. It's salivating at the amount of uncertainty, and I can feel its teeth slowly sinking in. Back in the day, I would have let OCD eat away at the uncertainty and the potential life altering decisions I'd have to make. Well, not anymore! Well, I'll try my best to use the strategies I've learned for managing OCD.

I'll use ERP and ACT as an OCD repellent.

[What I imagine in my head is wiping the uncertainty with pickle juice so that when OCD bites on to it, OCD becomes bamboozled and repelled... unless OCD likes pickle juice. But for the sake of my ego, let's just humor my silly analogy].

OCD attaches to the things I value, so it only makes sense why OCD is stickier during this transitional period of my life. But with the power of therapy, medication, and my own initiation, OCD will not ruin all of the good I have ahead of me.

And as always, have a lovely sleep.