Living in a bubble

If I could change one thing in this huge world filled with adversities, I would take an eraser and erase OCD from anyone's life. It grabs it's victim by the throat and suffocates them and makes them believe there is no way out. It takes control and directs you on how to live your own life. Apathetic is all you can feel, when OCD takes control. Trichotillomania affected me personally since I was in pigtails. I physically rip my hair out because I don't know how to deal with the problems in my life. It began when I watched my grandmother slowly die on my living room couch from an unknown reason. Every day since then, I've turned to pulling my hair out as comfort. Along with anxiety and depression, I have never felt more insecure and isolated in my life. Having bald spots for the past five years has caused me to miss out on so many opportunities. I'm so ashamed and I wake up everyday hating myself. It's my fault. I did this to myself. At least that's how I feel. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy. So if I had the option, I would take any form of OCD and rip it into shreds. I would hand victims their happiness back to them on a gold platter because they deserve it. It would be gone, and sufferers could live their lives how they are supposed to instead of how OCD wants them to.

 

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