My husband insists I'm obsessive compulsive when it comes to training. I insist I'm not. I will admit, however, that training IS my priority for the most part - but if something switches up the training schedule, I simply train another night. This is where he says I'm obsessive and I get upset when I can't do what I planned which may be 1/3 true when the local YMCA swimming pool is closed. So like any good argument, the facts were laid on the table on OCD to prove I am NOT at Jack Nicholson in As Good as It gets! Sorry, honey, but I'm NOT! (Hubby says I'm in denial).
Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder characterized by persistant and repetitive thoughts and behaviors that are often upsetting and disruptive to a person's day-to-day life. That's not me. Most OCD cases are severe and the person can't function properly in daily life because of their obsession. Jack Nicholson couldn't function "normally." He locked himself in his apartment to write and freaked when his routine was disrupted. (Enter gay neighbor and Verdell, the dog; and of course Helen Hunt as the waitress). But I also discovered doctors will separate obsessive and compulsive into two separate behavioral diagnoses if there isn't compelling reasons to diagnoses OCD. But again, they must be severe enough to disrupt life. Other disorders such as related phobias, fears, and anxietys can also be determined.
So my dear hubby, my training is not obsessive enough that I act compulsively, or get SO upset I can't function. I'm just a normal kinda bikin' gal Mr. Ricky Brown, just like you are a normal kinda money-minded save for the future guy (now there's an argument I can throw back at you as obsessive compulsive!).
Here's a cute, funny comparison of a wife's OCD of Johnny Depp, and her husband's OCD of sports.
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