I love my OCD, and I love my compulsions. I just don’t want them to be obligatory.

i don’t love my OCD in the way of being attached to it, but i refuse to hate my OCD. i refuse to hate myself. i recognise that it comes up for me when my nervous system is heightened & it tries to tell me what to do to survive. it is a survival instinct (just not a very helpful 1). so i try to remember that my OCD is a part of me with good but very misguided intentions. i say to it - thanks but no thanks, i know what is best for me.