WHAT!? Now when I try to follow a blog, rather than following it as "Liquorice Pixie" or anonymously, I am asked to follow it using my real name (which blogger has taken from my yahoo email address) or anonymously. I like following somewhat publicly as Liquorice Pixie whilst still keeping my real name and email address private.
Privacy is a big issue for me, I always shut the curtains (when I'm home in case people watch me through the windows, and when I'm out in case people look at my stuff)!
When I was younger I didn't really suffer OCD. My Dad was always particular about strange things, one of which is that he doesn't like others to use the same hand towel as him. These peculiarities used to really piss me off and I'd sometimes give him shit about these things. Now that he's much older and I've grown up I am far more respectful towards him. Now when I visit him I take into account the things that bother him, for example when I arrive I'll ask him if he'd like me to get out a hand towel for me to use. I've noticed that now that I take his concerns seriously, he is less OCD about them. For example, since I have been asking him about the hand towel he no longer minds if we use the same one.
What is it that has changed for him? Why does a concern of his seem to cease being a concern now that I too am concerned about it? Perhaps he thinks that if I too am the kind of person who cares about sharing a hand towel with dirty handed people then he reasons that we must both be clean handed people, and can therefore share with each other?? Perhaps the concern is caused merely by a fear that something which seems to him obviously of great importance is not being recognised as such by others, and once he knows someone else is looking after the issue he no longer needs to?? Perhaps it's a trust thing - he trusts that I care about what matters to him, and that is enough to end his anxiety about it??
A 30 year old Academic, I suffer mild but clinical Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and consequent panic attacks. I envisage physical spaces, events, time periods, and sometimes even conversations as having spatial qualities which then need to be clean, smooth, ordered, or clear. It's usually tidiness not cleanliness which is an issue for me, and my OCD behavior is a direct response to stress or depression.
I hope that my blogged experiences are helpful or informative to any readers, and I would be interested in being in contact with anyone who suffers a similar form of OCD as I.
☆ my no-crap promise ☆
I won't blog about anything other than my experiences with and my reflections on OCD, as that is the primary purpose of this blog.