I grew up in 60's and early 70's. It was the dark ages. Doctors couldn't even diagnose me. OCD robbed me of the first 30 or 40 years of my life. It crippled me. There's so much I never had a chance to do. I was stuck in the bathroom for hours, for years. I wasn't able to work or get married.
It's only been the last 10 years that things have turned around. Martial arts, karate and therapy have helped a lot, also prozac and namenda. Even oranges seem to help. They seem to increase the serotonin in my brain so that I'm less nervous and more focused and not as confused.
I have a talent for music and I love music and drag racing. Music has saved me. I sing in a punk rock and roll band, the Antichemical Straightjackets, and donate the proceeds to charities. I even wrote a song about OCD. There are links to the song and video on the page above. I raised over $1000 for the homeless shelter Brother's Table and for various other charities. Now I'm going to try to help out with donations for OCD.