OCD? Depression? Just Feeling Meh?

It’s been a while since I’ve been to therapy — a little over 2 years now. Sometimes I wonder if it would do me any good to start therapy again,...

How Do I know If I Have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder?

It's easy to overlook the possibility that OCD could be the cause of your anxiety. Most people assume they have to have to be experiencing very unusual rituals to have...

Lindsay vs. OCD vs. Bird vs. TJ Maxx

What could be so complicated about a trip to TJ Maxx? Apparently, a lot.  I was on my way home from work and decided I would stop into TJ Maxx to...

The brain needs a check-up, too.

Every year, we are strongly encouraged to go to the doctor. They check our weight, height, blood pressure, heart beat, etc. They make sure our vital bodily functions are working...

Lindsay vs. OCD

It all started the night before. I was in the shower using the last of the conditioner, preparing to toss the empty bottle in the trash. In that same moment I remembered my sister was away with friends for the week. Then this thought popped into my head. “If I threw this bottle away when my sister wasn’t here we would be separated and, somehow, she would be stuck in an alternate universe.” I threw the bottle out anyway and the thought came and went. 

Lindsay: 1 / OCD: 0

This would be the beginning of a very long and exhausting 48 hours.

What If?

What if? This is the question that has held too much power over my life, my values, my goals, my adventures and my chance for new opportunities. I used to think that there must be an answer to these questions. There has to be — right? Because, if there isn’t an answer, that means I just have to deal with not knowing? How do I let these questions go? How can I possibly focus on anything else when the possibility that something bad will happen is just hanging over my head? 

Allow 6ft between yourself and your mind

One of the most effective things I have learned in therapy is distancing. And no, I don’t mean social distancing.

Who's your Danny DeVito?

The narratives that sometimes consume our minds seem so real in the moment. We start to attach ourselves to them and mistakenly identify them as our truth.