Cannot
believe
how
life
and
OCD
can
treat
you!!
My
brother
phoned
and
told
me
our
friend’s
husband
died
earlier
this
morning.
I
had
been
going
to
ring
her
yesterday
as
I
knew
he
was
very
poorly
but
didn’t
because
I
was
recovering
from
party
night
before.
My
OCD
is
now
trying
to
persuade
me
that
it’s
all
my
fault
because
I
didn’t
ring
her
and
wasn’t
meant
to
be
out
enjoying
myself
at
party.
I
know
how
stupid
that
thought
is
but
on
some
level
actually
buy
into
it.
Why
can’t
life
just
be
good
again
and
what
have
I
done
to
bring
this
on?????
How
selfish
I
am
too
as
should
be
concentrating
on
helping
Maria
through
this
hard
time
and
instead
have
got
wrapped
up
in
my
thoughts
about
Mick’s
death.
I
so
believe
this
is
about
me
being
a
bad
person
and
is
payback
for
daring
to
think
I
might
get
better
and
………….arghhh!!!!!!
