Alright my luvvers!
Today marks the start of OCD Week 2016 and I really want it to have a big impact on the way people perceive OCD. I also hope that it’s a chance for people to get the help that they need.
If you know me, you’ll know that more often than not I’ll be blogging or vlogging about OCD and mental health. I can’t deny that it’s a massive part of my life and trying to do so would be detrimental to my own health. However, one thing I am trying to do more and more is not let OCD have as much control of my life as it’s been enjoying for the past few years. OCD isn’t a joke, it isn’t a quirk, it isn’t a desirable personality trait or a fad. It is a seriously debilitating mental illness that is ranked inside the top ten of the most disabling illnesses of any kind by the World Health Organisation.
It can be described as obsessive feelings or thoughts that are intrusive and provoke certain compulsions which can be mental or physical in nature. Although people do suffer from the more commonly recognised behaviours such as hand washing, showering and cleaning, there’s a myriad of other compulsions that people feel they have to carry out in order to alleviate the crushing anxiety. Please take the time to research the reality of OCD and just how much it can ruin people’s lives. Not only does it affect the sufferer, but everyone who loves that person is dragged into the pain and heart-ache.
So before you share that really funny (of course I am taking the Michael, OCD is hell) ‘I’m so OCD’ story that you like to recount over hors d’oeuvre at a dinner party, educate yourself in the matter. Do yourself and everyone else a favour and learn what it’s really like to have OCD. Watch the video about my relationship with OCD and you’ll see how much it changed people’s lives in the worst kind of way (you can find the video on my YouTube channel, a link to which is found in my Twitter bio @RichBiscuit21)
So keep talking about OCD and mental health in general. Smash the hell out of those walls built on the foundations of shame, guilt, fear and stigma. Take a sledgehammer to the notion that talking makes you weak. You’re a god damn hero for fighting every single day and I’ll be in your corner all the way. As my dear Nan loved to say to me, “Fuck it!”
You don’t have to endure this on your own because you’re too important and are worth fighting for. Keep on keeping on!
Take care of yourselves and reach out for help, that makes you braver than anyone will ever realise!