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Lola Blanc Instagram – My boyfriend is a total snack

Lola Blanc Instagram - My boyfriend is a total snack

Lola Blanc Instagram – My boyfriend is a total snack | Posted on 19/Aug/2022 04:57:36

Lola Blanc Instagram – My open legs are inviting you to give to @givemeanafilm, the all-women anthology film @tashalitas put together in response to the reversal of Roe v Wade! So many of my amazing friends are involved with this project and it’s going to fucking rule and they need your help to take it to the finish line. Anyway I feel like I was born to be slutty in a period dress? Period harlot and future hacker, my two moods.

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Lola Blanc Instagram – It’s hard to convey how terrifying it feels when your own thoughts seem to be attacking you. Until you’ve experienced it you can’t really know – I certainly wouldn’t have before it got as bad as it did. OCD can rear its head in every possible way imaginable, fixating on any irrational thing you can conceive of, but my obsessions mostly centered around something being WRONG with me. With my brain. Or with reality itself. My thinking was so meta, so hyper-fixated on the way I was experiencing reality or my own memory, that I’d be outwardly acting completely normal, and inwardly be obsessively looping on why I didn’t remember X thing quickly enough, on what it meant that my thoughts were racing, on whether anything was real. I looked fine, but I was in a near-constant state of fear. And without a frame of reference for any of it, it felt like this giant, amorphous, all-consuming fear cloud, and like I definitely MUST be losing my mind. (Despite knowing logically I wasn’t.)

All that to say: I am doing so much better. It can get SO much better. I had a small setback last week, but this time I had months of progress under my belt, hard-won progress that I fought for with every fucking fiber of my being, and I knew it was fine.

I’ll never stop advocating to anyone who’ll listen about the importance of finding a therapist who actively specializes in whatever you’re experiencing. I may have never recovered if I’d continued to see well-meaning therapists who were great but untrained in why it’s unhelpful for people like me to focus on causes, rather than building tools to retrain your brain and stop trying to escape the scary thoughts.

(Shout out to the OCD Center for having therapists who knew what the fuck was happening to me, and to @merylisk & @eerielocks for being the first friends to alert me to OCD being about more than hand washing, and to mama @dr.christinemarie for learning all about it to support me, and @jack_bedrosian for being generally there for me.)

There’s a shitload of shit coming at us right now, and I think it’s important to celebrate overcoming any obstacle, even/especially when it’s invisible. So there. I’m proud of myself. Suck it, OCD

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