My OCD became my superpower

My OCD became my superpower

Between the ages of 5 and 10, I had two phases of being controlled by OCD. The one I remember the most seemed to be triggered by the misinterpretation I made about what my Sunday School teacher had told me. I am sure these weren’t her words, but what I took as the...
My January, not Dry January!

My January, not Dry January!

If you’re anything like me, you’ll have a few less pounds in the bank and a few more on your belly than you did at the start of December. You’ll be craving your chocolate fix by 10am but cannot bear to see a mince pie again for at least another 10 months. You’ll wish...