I struggle daily with myself. It seems a constant battle just finding the courage to go about another day, in hopes that my anxiety and fears will be minimal at best. I don't know how it began or even if there ever was a beginning. In some ways, I know that it has always been a part of me. It was only until recently that this monster was given a name and I was finally able to breathe, knowing that there is something legitimately wrong with me. For those of you who also struggle with this monster, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) is no small matter and finding some validation is relief at last.