I have gone from being angry, sad, depressed, and living in a shell, to someone who can go to church by myself and go to the CNE. So much for almost all the doctors in my past who didn’t make any difference.

My OCD did not begin to manifest itself until I was 30, which is not typical. I couldn't pinpoint what exactly the problem was at the time, just when I went to do certain things...

I didn’t feel like I needed therapy for my OCD. I didn’t want to come to group therapy because I really wasn’t that bad. I was functioning, not well, not all the time, but I functioned.

There was a moment the day after I went to the OCD support group where I felt a feeling of transcendence, of bliss, of peace, that I hadn’t had it as long as I can remember. It was a moment of freedom from OCD and everything seemed bright and good.

Some of my earliest memories are of obsessions and compulsions. They started out fairly benign – anxious feelings which I soothed by rearranging my teddy bears in order of height.

CBT here has helped and allowed me to be present in my own life. OCD is very good at sneaking around, manipulating treatment and finding new ways to exist. It can’t do that here because Rick gets OCD on a core level. Not many people can truly say that of their therapist. The group is home for anyone with OCD.

Some people say I look like Leonardo Di Caprio, not sure if it is a compliment? Others say that we might have more things in common, like OCD (Obsessive-compulsive disorder). There are a lot of misconceptions about OCD, but we will get in to it later in my blog.