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Holistic OCD Treatment — Keys to Taking Your Life Back, Pt. 1

Обновлено: 8 сент. 2023 г.


Same lines, different format. The video lacks most of the references, but has more comedy, Easter eggs and other entertainment features.

This video was scrupulously sound polished to be misophonia friendly (all common potential auditory triggers were muted [mostly]).

Article Structure


If you are reading this, you probably suffer from OCD and/or misophonia. I am going to provide you with key information you can use to kick your OCDs, as if it was a soccer ball — far into thin air. The jewel of that information lies in human biology, thus is applicable to everybody (If you’re human, of course). Not only this article can help people with OCD, but it could shed light onto valuable information for OCD-free individuals as well; hence, reading this article is my general recommendation.

Before I start, I want to state that I do not intend to diminish or deny the necessity of your medication or appointments with certified medical practitioners, for I am not one; although after you read this article, frequency of your therapist appointments might shrink dramatically, hopefully, all the way down to zero – along with the associated expenses.

In this article, I cited and quoted various studies, articles and documents. My goal was not to write a huge essay with unique text, but provide readers with scientifically backed up and well referenced information. Trying to reinvent one thousand wheels would have been utterly absurd.

External material was referenced in a manner that provides a reader with maximum convenience : for instance, every small text section is referenced separately; making a strict scientific referent list at the end of the entire article, or even large section, would have resulted in heavy inconvenience.

The article follows a specific narrative structure, and you can always navigate through the links in the table of contents above.

My History with OCD and Misophonia

I have been living with OCD and misophonia for my entire life, and recall its manifestations since my early childhood. My conditions grew bigger as I aged, my behaviour and socialisation were becoming increasingly corrupted. In my early teens, my invisible companions have officially announced themselves, giving sense and ‘official’ shape of my various weirdnesses.

Around my year 8 in school, OCD starts being severe.

Countless rituals kept me busy for hours; never-ending hygiene procedures : hours of showering and wash-ups resulted in chemical skin corrosion.

That was definitely a fun merry-go-round, although this was only the superficial part. If you suffer from OCD severe enough, you probably know that the worst part lies within the mind itself. What makes it even worse, is the fact that it is inescapable.

Thought looping feels like malfunctioning code that constantly returns errors, while looping repeatedly and corrupting life perception, the gameplay. I could almost see red strings, returning errors.

At this point, not only my movement coordination was corrupted and loaded with full of unreasonable, conditional movements, but also the cognitive processing was running swarms of “bugs”, brain was almost being fried, headaches were common. Life no more simply lacked joy. It was full of suffering.

Not to mention that people, especially those, who did not know me well enough, just saw me as an idiot, a freak, doing its freaky rituals with a random item (like poking freaking mangoes in the supermarket). At first, I postponed school until I could manage myself to some decent degree.

I was prescribed some medicines by a local psychiatrist (cipralex, buspar, aripiprex, cogintol — if I remember it correct), and it was at a later point in life, when one medical practitioner told me that it was not correct to prescribe me such a combination — straight away and in such early age. Of course, that did not turn out really well. There was no reasonable progress, and I felt like a boiled turnip, so I stopped taking the medication. “Cold turkey”.

I returned to school, and I am glad I did so.

Months, years went by. I managed to achieve certain milestones. Tons of non-stop mental work and development, a few psychologist appointments and meditative techniques, along with esoteric practices — milestone by milestone I made it to the point where I controlled myself well enough to have a faint kind of a normal life.

Every day and every instance of existence felt like a fight for survival, with myself. It was extremely hard for me to concentrate and process information, and hence, study; but with help of my comrades, friends and teachers who understood me, accepted me and helped me to progress, I made it – year after year, class after class.

Although, of course, not everyone is willing to understand conditions.

There is one good quote out there —

“The worst part of having a mental illness is that people expect you to behave as if you don't”