MB2 has been having very intrusive thoughts the past few years. They’ve really stepped up the past 6 months, to the point that he cries in the bathroom to get them to end. Thoughts that tell him that if A happens, then he’s going to hell. Or if B happens, he loves the devil. Or if C happens, he’s going to be a serial killer. Very real thoughts, very persistent. I should know – I have my own that the docs can’t seem to manage. Have to do A or all the money will disappear. Have to do B or the kids will die in a fiery crash. Have to do C or I’ll lose my job. It’s bloody hell.

ANyhooo – I wasn’t sure if it was OCD or anxiety running crazy — doc said they are one in the same when you boil away all the fancy words. So she prescribed Zoloft – same thing that MB4 is on for HIS OCD. Controls it beautifully. I will NOT allow my doc to go the same route, as Zoloft put 50 lbs on me the last time. Not thinking so.

And I have to be careful and watch MB2, because he has a mood disorder, albeit a minor one, and you might hurt someone by giving them anti-depressants without a mood stabilizer. She said she’s not sure he’ll need one, so I’m to watch him. Nice.

Then she started talking about my thoughts. I know she was trying to help recommend other meds for me, but all it did was connect me to The OCD Monster – which means I just don’t stop giving my children gifts that last a lifetime.