My wrestle last week with my bit of obsessive compulsive disorder (see previous post) came to a happy ending. I got a new prescription. It's working great and I feel wonderful.
Also, I started planting big shrubs to screen out the forest devastation I was upset about. (Again, the previous post will allow this to make sense.)
And my otherwise better-than-excellent doc dared to tell me, after reading my blog, that I have a Very Mild Case of OCD. To that I say, God help the individual who has the more advanced condition of Mild Case or worse. I am so relieved to be free again of that thicket of highly unpleasant mental repetition.
My fine new drug is clomipramine. When I googled it, the first thing that came up was use of this medication for anxious dogs. So I guess I won't have any problems with fear of thunder or vacuum cleaners.
One lingering possibly pathological feeling: I don't want to get help planting 12 to 15 huge shrubs, because then my garden will feel permanently messed-with and no longer mine. I cringe a bit at saying that, am hoping the feeling will pass — or I may still be digging holes in August.
Thanks for all the get-happier-soon wishes.
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