One of my coworkers just returned from the conference in Atlanta that I was supposed to go to. She brought me two gifts: The first was fine, peach cookies (well, fine but gross, like eating my peach hand lotion). The other gift: a little mini spray tube of hand sanitizer that she got from a vendor. When she gave it to me, she said, "I know you're always a little careful." Ack. Ack! I'm known as a germophobe! I don't think I've ever said anything to her about this. I guess I'm not as stealth as I thought. Bummer.
I'm Ann, a 43 year old woman who has struggled with OCD for the last 17 years. I've been in treatment with some success, but never really put a knock out punch on my compulsions. I started working toward that goal in 2009. Obviously this is a work in progress. This blog chronicles my journey, as well as discussing OCD more generally.