That film about the French fella who tightrope walked the Twin Towers. That’s how OCD might really be akin to feeling. So, first and foremost, I suppose, there’s the actual level of fear which, by the by, has been entirely instigated by a mental-imbalance in the first place – I.e. the actual tightrope walk itself represents what the imbalance ends up making the sufferer feel. That level of helter-skelter. Outrageous fear, so long as you replace the French man with all the outlandish, otherworldly talent with an OCD sufferer. “How the **** am I ever supposed to navigate this level of fear shooting at my brain all the time??!” Then, secondly, there’s the actual level of mental anguish and pain that comes with the sufferer trying to alleviate that false-alarm going haywire inside of their brain and, therefore, mind. And in trying to alleviate it, remember this, that that is actually EXACTLY AND PRECISELY the singular action that causes ALL of the furthermore colossal crashing’s of continual anxiety to be propelled throughout the brain and mind. This continued and UTTERLY uncontrollable false-alarm has the sufferer only ever ending-up feeding the vicious-cycle in trying to a) figure-out what is actually ‘wrong’ in the first place, and b) calming-it-down somehow. The thought-process is hijacked entirely. And, what’s more, to add further fuel to the fire, the sufferer’s mind will actually, somehow, time-out and fall right back into line with the wayward imbalance and at the click of your fingers, it seems. It’s… THAT… fundamentally important a part of the human-brain wherein the imbalance appears to lie. And, by God, DOES IT LIE, and in ways you could never, ever even start to imagine!! But imagine it we did…. And then… placed on repeat forever, for us sufferers, it seems