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OCD Love

This is a guest post from The Urban Blabbermouth. Comments are welcome!

If I stopped to think about all the germs infesting every object I touch, all the germs living on my skin, and all the germs constantly attacking my body, I would be OCD, always washing me every five minutes to kill all the germs.  Instead, I remind myself not to think about all the germs since my body has been successfully battling with them without my intervention.

There is also a video of Mr. Hillborn reciting his poem.  Google his name. 
OCD -- Neil Hillborn

The first time I saw her..
Everything in my head went quiet.
All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared.
When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments.
Even in bed, I’m thinking: