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Please Stop Picking on Me

It was around April this year when my doctor confirmed what I already suspected. I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). You would have never guessed it if you saw my room. It is a mess from hell. My parents often remind me to tidy up, most times they do it themselves just because they can’t… Continue reading Please Stop Picking on Me

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“You don’t look like you have depression.”

This is something that has been said to me on many occasions after revealing that indeed, I have depression. It's something that is said with good intentions, probably to help make me feel less shit about my condition. Am I meant to take that as a compliment? It implies that all depression looks a certain… Continue reading “You don’t look like you have depression.”