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Why I’m in a love hate relationship with OCD
Just two months ago, I had been in a relationship where I thought she was my forever. I still sit here hoping she is, but I can’t assign it certainty. My OCD is a big part of us not being together anymore. Confessions tore her down as I was seeking reassurance. So why do I love the OCD? I am on a journey to be my purest self. If I didn’t truly care about the things and people around me, I probably wouldn’t have a lick of OCD. Having this diagnosis confirms that I do truly care about the world around me. I hate it because it pushed me away from a beautiful woman who I yearn for to this day. Maybe the right woman will know how to understand my OCD, maybe the perfect woman doesn’t have to understand it. Who knows? What I do know is that I’m not alone. To the ones reading this, we aren’t alone. You have the privilege to be able to read, write, perceive, we are living. We are alive and I hope we can say that for plenty of decades. I hope to find what’s meant for me. Until then, we’re on an unknown path that we must be comfortable in exploring.