Méliane’s OCD story

Posted on: May 19th, 2023

In this week’s blog, Méliane shares her OCD story through a beautiful poem she wrote:

I can’t see you but I know you’re there

You’re always there

Sometimes I think you’ve gone but you always find a way to re-appear


I’ve been in prison for years

Alive but not living

Closed down


Staring at life

An observer bound in a mental straitjacket

Looking at the world but not taking part in it

Wooden, frozen


“No” I shout at you. “Enough. Stop”

But you still keep coming at me

I am so tired

Tired of washing, cleaning & checking

Tired of not being able to touch anything touched by anyone else

Tired of the effort, the struggle, the continual cycle

Tired of the loss of career & relationships

Tired of not feeling able to go outdoors

Tired of the loss of fun

Tired of life


This year when Spring arrives I feel the sunlight warming me

I feel a sense of hope

I hear something funny on the radio and I laugh. It’s a strange feeling but good. It’s been a long


A thought floats into my head “I can do anything I want”

I want my freedom

Can I find the strength to take it?

I’m going to try.

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One thought on “Méliane’s OCD story”

  1. Avatar Ro says:

    It’s so true what you write.
    It resonates with what feel.
    I am excited you feel a glimmer of hope.
    May that radiate and move you to where you deserve to be.
    With love, pride and empathy

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