How to Hide in Plain Sight

by Emma Noyes

I’ve never belonged to myself. I’ve always been yours.

That’s when I understand, I think. Lying on the floor of my bedroom, hands pressed to my ears. That’s when I get it. This voice, these thoughts. These Worries. They aren’t temporary. This is my new reality.

OCD doesn’t listen to reason. It

Well, that’s the trick. After a certain point, OCD isn’t a feeling; it’s just your life.

Where logic talks, OCD screams.

“Your brain is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”