How can a sufferer know, just how they are supposed to feel, if they’ve never even felt that way in the first place. It’s not nice and not at all fair. But yeah, it’s just a mixed up brain – no more, no less. But having to recognise that has proven to be the most difficult part. I have OCD, chronic OCD, in fact. Holy shit, though. Spain will be nice this time, at the wedding of Ross’s cousin. I gotta stay in this game, just gotta. Too much more of me to lose with this thing.