Btw, I've never said or told this to anyone, I'll be honest, I find it embarrassing. I know what I used to do didn't effect my life and it was all behind closed doors but it went on for quite some time until it just stopped.
I realise OCD effects some people really badly and detracts from their quality of life.
It may have been the realisation that what I was doing was time-consuming and I realised it was my time I was wasting and I guess I wanted that back.
Well, I appreciate you sharing, as your story is pretty inspiring, and points to the paradoxical nature of ocd, in terms of how solid it may appear despite being more like a mirage. I’ve experienced behavioral addictions in the same way - here one day and gone the next. Overall, the health and freedom of the mind seems to have a gravitational pull, in a sense, and tuning in to that pull seems to be the first step to finding one’s way back to wholeness.
