A happy OCD day
I made my first radio broadcast this week, telling my OCD nightmare as I call. I am hoping that openly talking about mental health will reduce stigma as well as educate people about OCD. When I discovered that I was suffering from OCD, I looked for a support group and I could not find one. I had to join international support groups.
It was life changing, being able to discuss my nightmare with people suffering from the same disorder. Knowledge is power. Just knowing that what I was suffering from had a name, made my life more bearable.
In my country, the majority of the people do not know that there is a disorder called OCD and that they can get help. A young man listened to the radio show and immediately got in touch. He came to the office and had a cup of coffee whilst telling me his ordeal. He felt so much joy that he had found someone he could talk to. The young man not hold back on some intimate thoughts that disturbed him all those years.
This young man is still very afraid to talk to his parents that he has this disorders. He was concerned about how he would tell his parents. Stigma is what we have in our country. People don't want to hear about mental disorder. One has to know that having a mental disorder is not one's fault and that hiding the disorder will just make things worse.
All I can say is that the day I shared about OCD with this young man was a very happy OCD day for both of us.