Just a thirty-something trying to manage my OCD.
(I chose this picture for two reasons: 1-my sunglasses cover most of my face and 2-it makes me look much cooler than I actually am)
My name is Alaina. I’ve never been big on sharing but there is a part of me that feels blogging about my journey will be therapeutic while also holding me accountable (and also I already told my therapist about it and she thought it was a great idea and I can’t lie to her). For as long as I can remember there has always been a part of me that susptected I had Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder. I always knew that the crippling anxiety I felt when I was younger if I hadn’t quadruple checked to make sure I had locked every door in the house before running to the bus stop wasn’t normal (Fun Fact: this is still a problem). It wasn’t until very recently that a therapist referred me to a psychiatrist that I really took a step back and thought “wait, is it possible that I really could be diagnosed OCD?” (ok this might be a bit of a lie because deep down I knew it but just chose to ignore it in the hopes it would go away) because I had spent so many years pretending my obsessions and compulsions weren’t a big deal (Fun Fact: they are). So here I am, documenting my journey on this blog.
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