I am a lifer. 45 years of the disease. A ruined life (or should I
say a severely compromised life). How good it could have been, if
only. . .
I function in society, run a business, but feel pain and anguish most
of the time. I won’t even try to go through the evolution of my OCD,
as I have had probably every conceivable configuration and iteration
of the disease, since age 13. Medicine … Read The Rest >>
