I was recently asked what my particular level of ocd can feel like. My answer: as though you are standing on a door and trying to open it to let yourself out(free of the disorder) only, well you cannot because… well, you’re standing on that door and there’s nowhere else to move to. Just you, the door, four thousand foot walls and a level of mental pain so intense that… nope, no words yet 😃 Actually, most of the words are pretty much stored in my scribbles 😀 😅 That was.. kiiiinda my key 😂