Having OCD sucks. It might cause me to wash my hands seven times in a row or click the pen in even numbers. It's a constant procession of repeated thoughts, worries, and fears. It's a knotted feeling in the center of the chest that flutters, shakes, and expands sparking a panic attack. Hyperventilating between sobs, tunnel vision, weakness, and the overpowering thoughts that threaten to rip you apart.
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