Tag Archives: OCD

Sanctity Obsession

Like someone who’s afraid of getting dirty, I feared the things I thought would stain my soul and spent my days in horror and in worry of all the sins that kept me from my goal of sanctity as of … Continue reading

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Anima Home

When Angst, a salesman, knocks at my mind’s door, and tries to make me buy the fear he’s selling, my angel asks me, “Honey, who’s it for, and will you now allow him in our dwelling?” Her inquiry reminds me … Continue reading

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Scrupulosity

I’d fret about the rules I shouldn’t break and made up new ones that I thought were good and gave myself an existential ache with fear that I would not do what I should. I’d fret about my every thought … Continue reading

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Witness

My mind has been a cavern where I walked with You while horrifying thoughts erupted; the kind by which most people would be shocked, and sometimes spewing uninterrupted. And as You walked with me within that cave, I noticed I … Continue reading

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