My bloggy friend, Abigail, wrote a beautifully descriptive post about what it's like to live with the horrible, anxiety-fueled racing thoughts that often accompany OCD. I felt like she was describing me when the OCD was really bad. Imagine living like that with horrible fears swirling through your mind every day while trying to pretend in front of others that nothing is going on. Welcome to the world of OCD.
Why "71º & Sunny?"
I consider 71º to be the perfect temperature. Not too cold and not too hot. I also love perfect sunny days. The vast majority of days are not 71º & Sunny and yet, all days were created by God's hand and they are still gifts, even if they don't fit my ridiculous definition of perfection. My struggle with OCD has at times imprisoned me in an impossible attempt to achieve perfection. I'm now learning to love all kinds of days that don't even come close to 71º & Sunny.
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