Day Two.

    Today is Friday, which I am super excited about because I am exhausted and I am in desperate need of a weekend off. I won't talk too much about my profession on here, but I will just say that I am in the health care field and tend to work slightly odd hours.
    I guess it's time to give a bit more of a back story about me. When I was a child I had symptoms of OCD which I didn't really even think were abnormal, in fact my Mother once referred to them as cute! These things included touching things repeatedly, turning light switches on and off a certain number of times, and doing things an odd or even amount of times depending what they were. It wasn't until after I graduated from college and started my real job that the OCD manifested into a more dramatic obvious form. About 6 months after I started working, I increasingly became obsessed with cleaning my apartment and washing my hands. I hated touching the floor and could barely tie my shoes without panicking about germs. All of a sudden buying soap and paper towels became one of the biggest priorities in my life. This also reared it's ugly head at work. Everything I did had to be perfect and it was becoming more noticeable that my job production had slowed. Eventually all of this lead to a meeting with my supervisors. They advised me to see someone in human resources, which I did and they referred me to a therapist. I started going to see a therapist and my diagnoses was obvious.
    Six years later, after multiple therapist and medication attempts I am between therapists and not taking medication. Surprisingly enough my hands don't look that horrible, probably because it's the end of the summer and it's really the cold weather that shows the washing. I didn't do that bad last night with washing my hands at work, but I did end up coming home and washing the bottom of my shoes off obsessively. This is a new thing I've been doing lately, because I get nervous I'm going to track something in my house, so I wash them off before I put them in the shoe room. That always means a lot of hand washing is to follow:( My therapist always asked me to count how many times a day I wash my hands and I have always tried, but I find it too hard to keep track:( One of these days I will do it and write the number here. Alright, that's about it for now!