So I was in Barnes and Noble tonight looking at books on OCD. It occurred to me how unfortunate it would be for me to meet my husband in the psychology section. What would we tell our children?
"Yes, well he wandered over into the psychology section and saw me holding an OCD workbook. Amazed that I was investigating such a topic and wanting to show how easily he related to me, he whipped out the line, 'You have OCD? Me too.' And we talked about our mental illness over grande frappachinos."
We could look at each other years later and say, "You had me from anxiety."
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