I remember those fears. They surface less thx to medication but they'll arise.

Stepping out the door becomes a challenge, my mind consumed by irrational fears. 
What if I forgot to lock the door? 
What if the stove is still on? 
What if that bathroom light is still twinkling?
The “what ifs” swirl endlessly, paralyzing me with…
The Invisible Shackles of My OCD
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Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Aug 23, 2024
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I remember those fears. They surface less thx to medication but they'll arise.
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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