Letting it all grow out is not an act of self-neglect. In fact, it has deepened my self-love.
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