Dear pre SO-OCD self, I miss many things about you. I miss the times when thoughts didn’t consume your every moment. I miss when you were excited to hang out with friends. I miss when you didn’t have an inner self talking down at you, telling you lies, and making you judge every party of your being. I wish so badly to go back to that one day in January, to not have watched that movie, and not give the lingering ocd something to grab on to. I will find you again. It may take some time, but know that I am trying. Every tear shed, bad day, sleepless night, and Therapy session will all be worth it if it means I get you back. This has been a hard day, but I am going to stand up and try again tomorrow. I know many of you will relate to this message. Not necessarily with the same sub-type, but equally in your own. Know you are resilient, amazing, and strong for enduring the intrusive thoughts/ compulsions day after day. I believe in each and every one of you. ♥️