The end of breastfeeding…

If you haven’t read the entry immediately┬ábefore this one, I recommend it–it’ll give you some more insight into my fears about the meeting I had with the psychiatrist. I have to stop breastfeeding. This is a loss for me. When my son was born, breastfeeding was hard. I mean hard. It took weeks of practicing…

Medication changes…

So, I know I’ll be meeting with the psychiatrist in my program today. I know that we’ll be talking about decreasing one of my medications. I know this because we talked about talking about it last week. The reason why we’re talking about it is that I’m currently pumping in the hopes of being able…

…even my prayer life is compulsive.

So, I’m Catholic. Not just a Christmas and Easter Catholic, I’m an obsessive Catholic. Jim Gaffigan would probably call me a “Shi’ite Catholic.” I’m pretty traditional, very into the sacraments and the Saints, and I find great comfort in the Church. It is my home. So naturally, I find it difficult when I find my…

So I came out of the OCD closet….

I posted the following to Facebook. So far, the response has been entirely lovely. I am so blessed by the people in my life. Ignore the grammar gaffes, I typed it on my phone. (Names redacted, for now…) Dear friends, Some of you may not have noticed, others may have noticed and been too afraid…

The Toll on Loved Ones

For the most part, I’m entirely grateful for the treatment I am receiving. I know that I am incredibly blessed to have insurance that not only covers everything, but that is covering it at 100%, so I don’t have to feel guilty about spending money on getting well. (Well, I am spending money on housing,…

Comorbid ADHD

I promise I’ve started the continuation of my introductory post, but I just can’t focus on it. Today, my ADHD is the challenge, not the OCD. I’ve been unable to focus well today. This is nothing new, I’ve had ADHD my whole life and dealt with it… The problem here is that I really need…

By way of introduction

Hi, I’m too afraid to actually use my name on here, so I’ll be writing with a pseudonym. You can call me Moira. Perhaps one day I’ll be brave enough to share my real name, but I want to be incredibly honest on this blog and I think anonymity is the only thing that will…