Dare I say that I’m a little jealous?

My OCD is very severe, so much so that I pulled myself out of the dating game a long time ago. The only woman I ever knew who truly understood what I was dealing with, and was therefore willing to put up with it, was pulled to the other side of the country by her employer. She was the last serious relationship I ever had.

I envy you and your husband. And I’m quite happy for the both of you. Mental illness shouldn’t translate to a lifetime of solitude. It would seem you understand that and have enough self-respect to let yourself be loved, which is a heartening thing to discover. Enjoy it for as long as you have it, even on the bad days. :)

Outer space enthusiast. Japanese history junkie. I write about politics, culture, and mental illness. Disagreement is a precursor to progress.

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