Look, this is an article that’s been coming for a long time – since I started writing the OCDiaries series, about living with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, I knew that I would eventually write something about the “I’m just SO OCD!” nonsense. There’s no way for me to put this out there without someone assuming that I’m […]
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You know what we haven’t had around here in a while? A good ol’ rummage around in the old psyche. As you may have noticed, I’ve been writing a lot about horror films recently. And, well, not so recently, too – the very first movie writing gig I ever…
I wrote this post on a day when I was really, really struggling with anxiety after a stupid trigger set me off. I thought it might be helpful to cast some light on how exactly bad anxiety attacks can make life pretty hard when they’re in full force, so I’ve detailed my train of thought […]
Hi, honestly, I’ve just written this post because I want to talk about Trufa, the dog my parents are fostering right now and maybe the love of my life. Look at her. LOOK at her. Look at her. Her little mismatching ears! Her white beard! She’s so distinguished! I only got to spend a few days with […]
There I am, just minding my own business, smelling my cat’s little head and drinking the a brew from mystery teabag that I found in my enormous Box of Unsorted Tea a few minutes before. Then, out of nowhere, BAM! An intruder. But it’s inside my own head. Take that one and run with it, Wachowskis. In […]
Before we go the fuck anywhere with this, I just want to yell loudly about the fact that my debut novel is out in THREE DAYS and you can still get it at a pre-release discount till then right here – it’s about rape, sexual dysfunction, misogyny, and harassment, so it’s all round a bundle […]
I’m sick in the head. And I don’t mean that in the “ooh, I’m mentally ill, I have an anxiety disorder” way. I mean it quite literally: in my own head, I am often sick. Because one of the ways my stupid anxiety likes to manifest itself is via outrageous concern about my health.
If this is your first post in my OCDiaries series, detailing life with OCD, please consider checking out the rest of it right here! I’m seven years old, and I’m standing in front of an unopened packet of new toothbrushes: four, one for each member of my family. And I know I have a big […]
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