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OCD is like. . .

OCD is like

smelling smoke

somewhere in your house,

but you're unable to

find the fire.


Still. . .

you just can't shake that smoke smell.


You search

and search

and search again

and again

because maybe

you'll find the fire

and stop it from burning down

the whole house.


In truth,

there is no fire.


The smoke is just the thought

that makes you, the house,

feel unsafe.


You are safe.


But. . .

you still smell smoke

and worry

about the fire.

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