The Crazy Katze
Lately my insomnia has been awful.
I don’t know why it’s been so bad, but I know that I can’t get to sleep. My brain is just swirling with thoughts and constantly on high alert. 594 more words
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OCD In The Family
Blake stands in a corner, shuffling and swaying, praying his fervent best before he begins what looks like a dance – part Bunny Hop, part Cha Cha. 421 more words
3 hours, 20 minutes
I apologize for not posting in the middle of this week, but to be frank… some crazy shit went down.
I got a call on Tuesday from my therapist who told me the clinic I go to was going to allow me to have three more sessions before I was going to be 751 more words
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So, today is the day I finally picked up the courage to start meds.
I was prescribed Sertraline last August, and the fear of those little tablets has been far too much for me to consider taking them until now. 764 more words
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Neil Hilborn is definitely one of my favorite slam poets. There is a special kind of vulnerability and honesty in his poems.
And today I want to share a couple of my favorites with you guys. 44 more words
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Coffee and a Typewriter
I believe that gas pumps are designed for people with OCD-ish tendencies. They just know there’s a whole bunch of people like me, out here in this great big world, who can’t stop pumping when it lands on that non-patterned number. 163 more words
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Random Thoughts From An Info. Junkie
I have OCD, but not quite like Monk. I like things organized and clean, but I’m not at the Monk level, thankfully. Monk still rocks. I miss that show.
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