tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526666109497630153.post6431593712655619343..comments2023-04-09T09:45:16.230-06:00Comments on I Am Not My OCD: OCD: The Invisible FenceUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526666109497630153.post-4107672402165081652010-06-01T13:18:38.834-05:002010-06-01T13:18:38.834-05:00This is a very apt metaphor! I used to obsess tha...This is a very apt metaphor! I used to obsess that I wasn't enjoying the good things in my life enough, and I would ritualize by analyzing my every feeling, "Am I enjoying this meal fully? Am I truly appreciating my time off?" It was exhausting. To extend your metaphor--ocd is the collar that you have, and when you hit the invisible fence of an obsessive thought, you get a very painful shock of anxiety, so you have the compulsion to never leave the yard, in order to avoid the pain, and then you don't leave the house because that seems safer, and then you don't leave your room. And with the fence of ocd, you risk having the pain in order to do your ERP, because eventually you will take the power away from the fence by crossing it.expwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10556989048175473815noreply@blogger.com