I don’t know how many times I’ve ranted about this on my blog, but let’s be crystal clear: OCD is no picnic! There’ve been moments where it’s been so bad that whole conversations passed me by. Imagine living in your own little bubble. Subscribe In those moments, I felt like a hollow husk. I did my best to stay out of my own head, but that’s as tough as it sounds. Every waking second, I’d be either criticizing myself for being a bad person or defending myself that I’m not.