OCD, Medication, and Genetic Testing

Super interesting! In my case, “trial and error” took five years and a near-death allergic reaction …

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For those of you who have been following my blog for a while, it’s no secret that my son Dan had negative experiences with medication used to treat his OCD. He was overmedicated, wrongly medicated, and improperly weaned from various combinations of ten different medications over a fifteen-month period. Medication didn’t help him; it hurt him. For him, the best meds turned out to be no meds at all.

There are, however, a good number of OCD sufferers who are helped by medication (usually in combination with Exposure and Response Prevention therapy). But even for those who benefit from taking medication it is often a long, frustrating journey to find the right medication, or combination of medications, that work. We’ve all heard it before: trial and error is the only way to find that often elusive “right combination.”

But is trial and error really the only way?

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Resurrection Joy

I love Easter.  This is– hands down– my favorite holiday.  This weekend, I have taken some time to reflect on the cross of Christ, the darkness of the Saturday in between, and the power and rejoicing of the resurrection Sunday.

As someone who often finds it hard to ground myself in the present time– one who is always anxiously anticipating that which lies ahead for me– I stand in awe of my savior, who knew for all eternity that the cross would be the climax of his story.  How could he bear it?  Death must have been such a relief.

Perhaps it was that he not only knew what was ahead in the cross– but even further ahead, in the resurrection.  I am unspeakably proud of my rescuer.

Blessings on your Easter, friends.  May you find deep joy in this mighty rescue, peace in knowing that God understands our deepest sufferings, and power in the realization that the spirit that raised Christ from the dead is the same spirit that desires to live and work in us.

I am so proud to say that I belong to Jesus.

Take Care, Make Care Part 3 – Jackie’s thoughts

Hi friends! Please do check out my friend and critique partner Rachel’s blog today, where I’ve written a guest blog about self care!

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You know how there are some people in your life that you really, truly ADMIRE? My friend and writing group compatriot Jackie (www.jackieleasommers.com) is one of those people. Each month when our group meets, Jackie emails us beautiful word documents full of ideas and people and story. She has made writing a practice, and turned her practice into art. She’s also learned a lot about the necessity of self-care in her creative process, and I’m really happy to share her ideas on the subject with you today.

Take CareI love to write. That love is one of the biggest pieces of my identity, and I feel so deep-seated in the will of God when I write that I experience an overwhelming peace in addition to the excitement I have over the joy of creation. I’ve been writing nearly my whole life, chasing the dream of publication, enlisting the help…

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Crazy Act of Faith

This puts into words EXACTLY how I feel. Each new story is its own [beautiful] beast.

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Riffing off Kathi’s “Tweenland” post…

Many years ago I had the astounding good luck of being invited to join a longstanding critique group that Eloise McGraw was in. One of the rules of the group: Always start with a positive comment. Usually we did, but one time, when Eloise read the first couple of chapters of The Striped Ships, we got so involved in critiquing that we–all of us–simply forgot to say what we liked about the book.

First of all, what gall. Who did we think we were, critiquing Eloise? But that’s what she wanted, so we just, you know, scrambled to find things we didn’t think were quite working. At the same time, though, I think we believed on some level that she wouldn’t really take us seriously. Why would Eloise McGraw pay serious attention to the likes of us?

Still, I felt kind of bad…

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Bookish Things (That are NOT Books) I’d Like to Own

Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme at The Broke and the Bookish.  Today, they asked what non-book bookish items we’d like to own.  That’s all the permission I needed to dream big!

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Okay, I should be done now.  Though this was a lovely little activity with Deathly Hallows on in the background. 🙂

Parents With OCD

Great thoughts from my friend Janet.

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Because my son has OCD, many of my posts focus on a parent’s perspective; what are the best ways we can help our children?  But what if you are the child, and your parent is the one struggling with the disorder?

Of course, the issues children and their families face will differ depending on the ages and personalities of the children, as well as each particular situation. But no matter what their age, I think children need to be educated as to what OCD is and how it affects their parent.  Good therapists can help provide age appropriate information, whether the “child” is four years old or forty.

Anyone who has ever lived with someone who suffers from OCD knows it is a family affair. Children naturally want to please their parents, and will likely accommodate their parent with OCD to make them feel better. “Yes, Mom…

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Scripts and Therapy Thoughts

My friend Anna is going through ERP therapy right now. Loved these thoughts from her!

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Imaginal scripts, how do I hate thee? I shall not count the ways.

I just wrote another script, and thought I would bring my emotional fallout over here.

This week, I’m supposed to write as many as I can (I have four more to go). I meant to write one yesterday . . . and then I didn’t. No excuses. Just did not do it. Sat down to write it today, and found myself more fidgety, procrastinating, and just plain reluctant than I’ve been in a long time. I did not want to write it. I hate delving into the very core of my fears. In case you’re unfamiliar with the concept, an imaginal script is basically where I write out my worst fears (obsessions) coming true. In loads of detail. There is no gratuitous detail in imaginal scripts. The more detail, the better.

I hate writing these scripts. And…

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