My Mortal Enemy: Four Nut Muesli (Or, What OCD Really Looks Like)

I haven’t written about my OCD a lot because, until last September, I didn’t even officially know I had OCD. That’s because, as my psychiatrist put it: “It’s hard to tell where one of your anxiety disorders end and the others begin.” However, once I finally got diagnosed, so many things made sense – one of them being this next (poorly illustrated!) story I’m about to tell you. Continue reading “My Mortal Enemy: Four Nut Muesli (Or, What OCD Really Looks Like)”