Lots of OCD stuff has been going on- some decent exposures- but I have a big, unfortunate exposure from today. I came home to find that my sweet, vibrant Max had died sometime during the day. Max had lived with me for more than 14 years. I was a little hysterical earlier this evening. Now I'm just sad.
I know this picture is a bit fuzzy, but it's a favorite.
For several years now, I've had an OCD-based fear that if I didn't have any cats, I would be diagnosed with cancer soon after. This is based on observing an n of 2 where this happened to friends and family. Now I may well get another cat, but it will not be because OCD wins and bullies me into it.
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