Mental Health
It could be argued that the entire human experience occurs inside a 22-inch circle. Every part of how we perceive our lives exists in our brains. It's nothing short of a miracle.
I know firsthand what it is to have a brain that can play painful tricks on you. For almost two decades now, I have struggled against serious obsessive-compulsive disorder. To say "I" have struggled against it is actually an incomplete description; I don't doubt that if I hadn't been blessed with the unfathomable family, support, and other resources to help fight my OCD, my life would look a world worse than it does. It scares me to think about it.
But that's not to say that my inner life, the way I experience the world, has been easy. It's been almost two decades since I was formally diagnosed with OCD, and each day is a unique and usually tiring battle. I don't know if I'm getting better. I do know that the disorder has held me back significantly. And I do know that I'm far from the only one who experiences the pain of mental illness.
I want this site, for all its irreverence and goofiness, to do two things: make people laugh and give people a safe place to talk about mental health. It's a broad issue that is the same for no two people, but I think we can help each other through honest and open discussion. I encourage anyone who feels the urge to do so to use the comment fields on this site to start talking about mental health. To do so, head to the blog's Mental Health section, or start with a story below.
I know firsthand what it is to have a brain that can play painful tricks on you. For almost two decades now, I have struggled against serious obsessive-compulsive disorder. To say "I" have struggled against it is actually an incomplete description; I don't doubt that if I hadn't been blessed with the unfathomable family, support, and other resources to help fight my OCD, my life would look a world worse than it does. It scares me to think about it.
But that's not to say that my inner life, the way I experience the world, has been easy. It's been almost two decades since I was formally diagnosed with OCD, and each day is a unique and usually tiring battle. I don't know if I'm getting better. I do know that the disorder has held me back significantly. And I do know that I'm far from the only one who experiences the pain of mental illness.
I want this site, for all its irreverence and goofiness, to do two things: make people laugh and give people a safe place to talk about mental health. It's a broad issue that is the same for no two people, but I think we can help each other through honest and open discussion. I encourage anyone who feels the urge to do so to use the comment fields on this site to start talking about mental health. To do so, head to the blog's Mental Health section, or start with a story below.
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