I was so scared. I couldn't do my job, I was having trouble thinking, I was about to lose my apartment. The OCD was bad. It became harder to keep my plight to myself.
I was at the doorstep of a homeless shelter in Boston. So many secrets to keep-keep it together.
My situation changed. I am getting the help I need, but I have to work very hard. There were times when I thought I wasn't deserving of help-but that was OCD guilt knocking at the door. I now understand that. There is a lot of beauty to be seen in this world.
"Have Hope"-#42 Guided Affirmation from Youtube (this is not my original writing, but I listen to it everyday)
I have high hopes for myself and my world,
By being hopeful, I am not avoiding reality,
But, rather, I am giving a positive direction to my life,
I'm always seeking to see the good in people,
And in events that occur,
By focusing on the positive, even in apparently negative situations,
I am able to transform what is happening in a constructive way,
My optimistic approach to life is contagious,
And I find that people around me are becoming more encouraged about the future,
Together, we are creating the kind of world we want to live in.
I made a pound cake that's just about ready to come out of the oven. Baking is therapeutic. What is therapeutic for you?
Best,
David
This is beautifully written as usual. Thank you for sharing your story in such an artistic way.