Mental Health & Trauma

I have OCD, which means that even though I have unwanted, intrusive thoughts I still have to push through life every day. Each is a challenge; I put one foot in front of the other and take one day at a time.

I Finally Admitted I Wasn’t Okay
For months, I kept telling everyone I was “fine.” I went to work, smiled when I needed to, and handled my responsibilities like nothing was wrong. But inside, everything felt heavy. I was exhausted all the time, snapping at people I cared about, and waking up every morning with a knot in my stomach.

One afterno…