Ultimately, with a mental illness, the person will be trying with all of their might to recover to a very comfortable, most of the time, extent. When OCD knocks on someone’s door it really is a whole other level of… mental… fear. Mental… discombobulation. An OCD sufferer must learn to teach their brain – same extremely imbalanced one owing to the OCD in the initial instance – to understand that, mainly, the imbalance is going to be trying to call ALL OF THE SHOTS with regard their decision-making process, their thoughts, their reactions to things… everything, really. That is a uniquely difficult challenge for a person to have to come to terms with in the first place, but it isn’t just that. It’s as if, for an OCD sufferer anyway, wherever the imbalance is occurring in their brain, there’s a really, really problematic part happening in it all, too, which seems to cause the sufferer to time-out, let’s say, in terms of ever even really getting the opportunity to mentally realise and for long enough a time that this imbalance is, in fact, shooting constant false signals at their brain. That it’s utter muck of the brain. And that that is all it will ever be. The sufferer must grit their teeth and bear it as best they and their mind can. That’s… unspeakably difficult because it’s either let the OCD rule the roost or you somehow learn to rule the roost over OCD. Which takes… perseverance and strength of mind and… outlandish levels of resilience. That’s what I have been trying to do all of my life, to live extremely capably with the OCD. And I will, too. I know that from the bottom of my heart, always have, and that’s precisely why I’ll never stop at, I suppose, maybe even managing to turn it all into a plus? But to truly manage this is unspeakably difficult for the sufferer 😊 ❤️