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There is truly no comparing it. The ocd. And to anything whatsoever at all actually. It’s atrocious. A hugely significant distorting and, therefore, utter misrepresentation of the brain. It’s… impossible to understand for anyone else because, well, the person going through it doesn’t even get to understand it. Or, they might just do, if only for a few moments in trying to figure out just how illogical it all is. Only, then.. the imbalance literally causes you to forget what you have just figured out for yourself. And it all starts all over again. That’s.. a disgusting game of cat and mouse to be utterly unwillingly forced by your very own brain to play, a most inhospitable place for any such sufferer to be forced to live in. To liken it, maybe, to a jail sentence of the brain actually might be something of a fair and honest comparison. The worst, most ugly-faced and mentally agonising imprisonment known to any person? I’d bet my life on it. This particular thing takes much more than mental strength to have to deal with. That’s why I tend to shudder whenever I might see metal bars placed over a window pane and other kinds of stuff like that. But it is also precisely the same place where I get my style of scribbles from🤷‍♂️Guess you’d have to call that digging deep and creating something hopefully UnIquE from out of almost nothing. Walking with the flames and smashing it to absolute bloody smithereens with words and words and more and mooooorrrrre words….