O C D is a nightmare to live with.

I have written this poem to illustrate what an individual who suffers from Obsession-Compulsive Disorder might go through on their typical day.

There is a problem when you start feeling like things have feelings. Intellectually you know they don’t have feelings, but the thought of them sitting lonely and abandoned in some dump or recycling station breaks your heart. Thrift shops feel like a field of lost dreams. However, clutter can take over your life and prohibit your dreams. (PS The images are not from my own cluttered place or of me.)

Harry is terrified of germs and is obsessed with being clean and that type of attitude cold harm a person as harry will soon find out.

About shape shifting and the like.

About Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

If the woman in your life is this house is proud, be afraid.

How I handle my Daughter’s obsessive compulsive disorder.

A young reclusive woman grapples with modern psychosis.

Is life that dreadful in a mental rehab? I believe not.