This week is OCD Awareness Week, and each day we will be publishing a different account of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder.
As we conclude OCD Awareness Week, we promote the international flavour of the week, with this fascinating story from Audrey in Canada.
I am writing this article in the hopes that someone will read it and feel hopeful that they will be able to gain the upper hand in their battle with OCD.
I am a 59 year old College teacher, happily married for 35 years, with 2 young adult kids. I have battled OCD in one form or another for the past 34 years, with intermittent episodes during my childhood and adolescence. I would like people to know that there isn't a single approach to winning this war (and yes sometimes it has felt like a war). I believe that the answer lies in consistent, near-daily challenges to the behaviours and thoughts that underlie this condition. In my case, medication has proven an invaluable help. I have been fortunate to benefit from the expertise of excellent psychologists. An extremely supportive husband has been at the foundation of my near-recovery.
As a young child, I was obsessed with the need to be honest. I remember having to keep track all day of things which I needed to confess to my Mom. The theme of honesty revisited me during my adolescence, though it was an intermittent struggle. The tenacious onset of OCD really occurred in my mid 20s, about one year after our marriage.