Walking in the Shoes of OCD

I considered skipping the International OCD Foundation's annual conference this year. Initially, I thought I learned what I needed from the previous two conferences I had under my belt. My confidence was short-lived after a driving trigger that left me feeling like I had started over from scratch. I felt resentment towards the treatment for OCD, resentment towards the professionals treating OCD, resentment towards the creation of vehicles. A professional told me that I had to work on the hit-and-run OCD as it would just morph into another form. I didn't like the answer. I asked another professional: same answer. I asked a third professional: same answer. It wasn't until a friend posed the question to me, "but couldn't OCD impact you just walking from point A to B?" "Of course not!"  But then a light bulb went off. My mind took me back to a few years ago when walking down a sidewalk was stressful, back to a time when peripheral vision felt l...