Yeah, this whole ocd thing, wow, it’s really often times not worth the fight. It’s all happening like as normal as normal can be around me but… yeah, it’s so damn mentally difficult and mentally.. taxing. I can’t have done enough, it’s just embedded in a very unfair and utterly undeserving and unruly way. And I hate that mom has to always take the brunt of it and how it makes me feel. All I wanna be able to do is to work and live… but, above all else, to have my own personality right on point, where it utterly does of course deserve to be. Minded Baxter up in the city since Monday ‘til today, Thursday, and heading back home later on after cleaning the house a bit and picking up a few things for Xmas for people. Met Alan and Hallam Tennyson yesterday morning in the city, had a lovely shared lunch at IZZ Cafe. Or, as Ruairi likes to call it… JIZZ CAFE!! 🤮 I also met Ruairi, had some more lovely lunch at Joe & Bros. Very tasty too! And back to the house. Nearly got locked into a nearby park Last night as the local’s aren’t really always aware, as it turns out, as to the opening and closing hours. Anyhow. Shit happens, or something akin to that line, as it says on the cool tiny little 💩 logo Alan got me yesterday in ‘Vibes and Scribes’. Also met Miss Murphy, my 2nd and 5th class teacher from WAAAAAAAAAAY back while in Wilton. Tried to explain the OCD to her, as she asked, but to no avail, of course. She did seem to be really taken with me which is always nice. Even if I can’t really always entirely feel it with the OCD going on. We had a lovely long chat about this and that, and her having acted in the Irish film ‘The Wind That Shakes The Barley’ way back a bit. Lovely woman and I look forward to meeting with her again. Anyhow, here’s to a lovely Xmas with the family and friends at home and to, as ever, handling the OCD as well as I possibly can. My mind is so, so tired though 💪 😊 👍