The Real Salad Days

I have finally found something worthy of my obsessiveness. No, not those smoldering thoughts. Or overbearing feelings. Instead, my obsessiveness is directed at something decidedly non OCD: self care. And…



Suffering in Silence

“No one will understand. How can I explain these tormenting thoughts?” my overtaxed mind spit out. Defeated and desperate, I mulled over my options–as my OCD mind jumped from one…