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There were some takeaways for me from this book, but the part I didn’t like was the setting up of an almost adversarial relationship with OCD.
This is not an enemy. It’s not something to be outsmarted. It’s something that desperately and unconditionally loves you and wants you to be safe at all costs.
The first game changer for me, in my life long relationship with OCD was the science. Learning about the Amygdala, and how mine is set with a hair trigger. That’s essentially what underpins the whole experience. I get into an anxious state very very easily and anxious thinking then produces all sorts of distortions.
The second was reframing my relationship. I used to think of OCD as the enemy, as some internal manifestation that hated me and wanted me to fail. My mission was to get rid of it. Exorcise the demon.
However, what helped immensely was reframing that relationship. If the essence of it was an overprotective Amygdala, well that was kind of sweet, wasn’t it? It just NEEDED to know that I was safe, like some kind of big, shaggy overprotective sheepdog.
Which I now call Amy.
Amy has always been with me and always will be. Getting worked up and excited and trying to let me know when the slightest whiff of danger appears. Like an odd thought. Or sensation. She’s always there, trying to keep me safe from it.
There’s no point talking to her about it in any sort of rational way: she’s a dog. I just give her a big hug and thank her for her concern.
That seems to help. And I also kinda love having her around now.