what this film meant to me
i remember seeing this on tv a couple of years ago. i was a student, and secretly suffering from OCD. i'd had it for as long as i could remember, and intended to take it to my grave. one of the strange 'conditions' to the false safety OCD promised me was that i cold never tell anyone. besides, i was ashamed.
so there i was, watching it with friends, and while i didnt have the tourettes etc it really spoke to me, and rang so many bells. i loved how they made it clear that every case of OCD is different, and how impossible it is to completely understand and sympathise unless you have been through it. the despair, as was effectively portrayed by michael sheen etc, really is as immense as that.
it played on my mind for days afterwards, and then shortly afterwards another OCD themed programme - House of Obsessive Compulsives - showed on the same channel, and again i sat there, watching it with family, urging myself to speak up...but remaining silent, stifled by the OCD.
A couple of months after that it got too much to bear, and i finally spoke up, got the therapy i needed and beat OCD in four months, thanks to my lovely therapist and a lot of determination. It was not easy. That was 2 years ago, and i have been living an OCD free life since then.
I credit this film with starting theball rolling n my road to recovery. To all sufferers out there - it is possible to get past it. i intended to stay silent and live with it for the rest of my life. but i beat i. and if i could, you can. best of luck.