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	<description>I&#039;m nothing but a brash and impetuous girl striving to be true to myself while searching for somewhere to belong, someone to love, and a better version of me.</description>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-16709</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 2010 04:42:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I wish I had the words to express to you how much this post meant to me. I swear you were describing MY life, MY room, MY fears, MY doubts... It means so much that someone else out there is dealing with the same things, and I find myself angry that words more meaningful than these are failing me. Please know you&#039;ve touched my heart with this post.

I don&#039;t know if this will help you any, but it was like a huge weight lifted off of my shoulders and a light bulb going off when I discussed with a counselor how crazy it drove me that I had been diagnosed with OCD but you&#039;d never know it because I couldn&#039;t seem to manifest it in a way that SHOWED it to others, like a meticulously immaculate house r car, in fact quite the opposite, and it made me feel like a fraud and, to be frank, a failure. 

He said he&#039;d seen this before and it was, in fact, rather common. Then he said something so simple but it had SUCH a big impact... &quot;You seem to be focused on such small things like putting your M&amp;Ms in color order before eating them, or putting the items on your desk at perfect angles, that it takes over, and it overshadows anything else that more &quot;traditional&quot; OCD manifests as. It&#039;s OK.&quot;

It&#039;s OK.

Wow.

So thank you, and remember: It&#039;s OK. :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wish I had the words to express to you how much this post meant to me. I swear you were describing MY life, MY room, MY fears, MY doubts&#8230; It means so much that someone else out there is dealing with the same things, and I find myself angry that words more meaningful than these are failing me. Please know you&#8217;ve touched my heart with this post.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t know if this will help you any, but it was like a huge weight lifted off of my shoulders and a light bulb going off when I discussed with a counselor how crazy it drove me that I had been diagnosed with OCD but you&#8217;d never know it because I couldn&#8217;t seem to manifest it in a way that SHOWED it to others, like a meticulously immaculate house r car, in fact quite the opposite, and it made me feel like a fraud and, to be frank, a failure. </p>
<p>He said he&#8217;d seen this before and it was, in fact, rather common. Then he said something so simple but it had SUCH a big impact&#8230; &#8220;You seem to be focused on such small things like putting your M&amp;Ms in color order before eating them, or putting the items on your desk at perfect angles, that it takes over, and it overshadows anything else that more &#8220;traditional&#8221; OCD manifests as. It&#8217;s OK.&#8221;</p>
<p>It&#8217;s OK.</p>
<p>Wow.</p>
<p>So thank you, and remember: It&#8217;s OK. <img src='/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Mortal</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-15132</link>
		<dc:creator>Mortal</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2010 16:28:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reading this knowing what comes next is pretty gripping. I&#039;m so glad that though you didn&#039;t catch yourself here, you got your ass up and moved. Because you had to. I admire that so much. You just spontaneously told depression to fuck it. You didn&#039;t catch yourself in the drop, you pulled yourself up out of the bottom. that is fucking awesome.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reading this knowing what comes next is pretty gripping. I&#8217;m so glad that though you didn&#8217;t catch yourself here, you got your ass up and moved. Because you had to. I admire that so much. You just spontaneously told depression to fuck it. You didn&#8217;t catch yourself in the drop, you pulled yourself up out of the bottom. that is fucking awesome.</p>
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		<title>By: Falling into Place</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-15075</link>
		<dc:creator>Falling into Place</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 04:03:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] never be a Real Adult. Being a Real Adult requires you to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS, and we all know how awesome I am at cleaning. Instead, I&#8217;ll just fool everyone into thinking I&#8217;m a Real Adult. That&#8217;s what we [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] never be a Real Adult. Being a Real Adult requires you to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS, and we all know how awesome I am at cleaning. Instead, I&#8217;ll just fool everyone into thinking I&#8217;m a Real Adult. That&#8217;s what we [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Privacy Invasion</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-12748</link>
		<dc:creator>Privacy Invasion</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 04:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] My room is a mess. Instead of harassing me to clean it, like she usually does, my mother took it upon herself to clean it for me while I was out for the night. This was very nice of her&#8230; [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] My room is a mess. Instead of harassing me to clean it, like she usually does, my mother took it upon herself to clean it for me while I was out for the night. This was very nice of her&#8230; [...]</p>
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		<title>By: April</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-4185</link>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 12:55:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh and Playtex Gentle Glide are the shit! =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh and Playtex Gentle Glide are the shit! =)</p>
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		<title>By: Sonora Sage</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-4172</link>
		<dc:creator>Sonora Sage</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 00:59:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The railing in my closet collapsed some time towards the middle of last year, along with my marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got around to putting it back up, and rehanging the crumpled clothes that had sat on the floor, about nine months later. Just before the divorce was final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the &quot;externals&quot; are just mirrors for the other things in our life. Don&#039;t sweat it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The railing in my closet collapsed some time towards the middle of last year, along with my marriage.</p>
<p>I finally got around to putting it back up, and rehanging the crumpled clothes that had sat on the floor, about nine months later. Just before the divorce was final.</p>
<p>Sometimes the &quot;externals&quot; are just mirrors for the other things in our life. Don&#39;t sweat it.</p>
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		<title>By: Barefoot Dreamer</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-4171</link>
		<dc:creator>Barefoot Dreamer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 22:48:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>so, here is the deal.  I have a well kept house and an immaculate car (even with the sprouts trashing it)  the beds are made every morning and the dishes never sit more then 2 hours (usually less then 2 minutes)  I do laundry once a week or more and they ALWAYS get folded and put away - even the socks and underware.  The lawn is mowed and the weeds whapped.  The garbage make it out every Wednesday even if it means I am five minutes late.  My dog is even friggin groomed.  But, it is all outside appearance stuff (and a way to keep hubby happy and quiet) yet inside... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get messed up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because the outside is in chaos doesn&#039;t mean the person is and vice versa.... you get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping up an appearance doesn&#039;t mean you are as put together as you make it appear.  In fact it is usually the opposite!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>so, here is the deal.  I have a well kept house and an immaculate car (even with the sprouts trashing it)  the beds are made every morning and the dishes never sit more then 2 hours (usually less then 2 minutes)  I do laundry once a week or more and they ALWAYS get folded and put away &#8211; even the socks and underware.  The lawn is mowed and the weeds whapped.  The garbage make it out every Wednesday even if it means I am five minutes late.  My dog is even friggin groomed.  But, it is all outside appearance stuff (and a way to keep hubby happy and quiet) yet inside&#8230; </p>
<p>I get messed up.  </p>
<p>Just because the outside is in chaos doesn&#39;t mean the person is and vice versa&#8230;. you get it?</p>
<p>Keeping up an appearance doesn&#39;t mean you are as put together as you make it appear.  In fact it is usually the opposite!</p>
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		<title>By: {{ d a n i m o }}</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-4158</link>
		<dc:creator>{{ d a n i m o }}</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 16:33:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>this post makes me feel so naked too because we&#039;re pretty much soul sisters on this one, except my demons have already started to rip open the frayed seems and are currently bursting out. i love that air bubble analogy too; i just can&#039;t stuff it down any longer as it keeps resurfacing without permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find that whenever i do a lot of this kind of soul searching, especially publicly, it&#039;s because i crave someone who understands me, someone who&#039;ll validate me by still loving me the same, even though that&#039;s never my intention or thought when thinking/writing. so i hope you know that i definitely understand and love you all the same as i did five minutes ago. no, never mind, i lied. . . more so than five minutes ago. truly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i have some of the same psych books as you. hehe and i love that feeling of freshly cleaned everything to match the constant state of micro-organizing school and work are allowed. living with my boyfriend, he&#039;s encouraged me to clean up far more often than i would have on my own, even with roommates, as his room is small and my mess is that much more obvious. i hope he makes me get on that again soon &#039;cuz the place is looking a mess and it&#039;s just too daunting for me to want to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BIG hugs* ♥</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>this post makes me feel so naked too because we&#39;re pretty much soul sisters on this one, except my demons have already started to rip open the frayed seems and are currently bursting out. i love that air bubble analogy too; i just can&#39;t stuff it down any longer as it keeps resurfacing without permission.</p>
<p>i find that whenever i do a lot of this kind of soul searching, especially publicly, it&#39;s because i crave someone who understands me, someone who&#39;ll validate me by still loving me the same, even though that&#39;s never my intention or thought when thinking/writing. so i hope you know that i definitely understand and love you all the same as i did five minutes ago. no, never mind, i lied. . . more so than five minutes ago. truly. <img src='/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>by the way, i have some of the same psych books as you. hehe and i love that feeling of freshly cleaned everything to match the constant state of micro-organizing school and work are allowed. living with my boyfriend, he&#39;s encouraged me to clean up far more often than i would have on my own, even with roommates, as his room is small and my mess is that much more obvious. i hope he makes me get on that again soon &#39;cuz the place is looking a mess and it&#39;s just too daunting for me to want to think about.</p>
<p>*BIG hugs* ♥</p>
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		<title>By: April</title>
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		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 04:50:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Who gives a rats furry ass what your room or car looks like? YOU are the one who has to live there and if it works for you or is what you can manage then that is just that. &lt;br /&gt;My worry is not with the state of your living environment but with the state of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You are too pretty and too smart to lose yourself to a drug,a man,or a drink. &lt;br /&gt;What I see in those pictures? You love clothes, you love minute maid, and your bed looks soft and fluffy. &lt;br /&gt;Chin up. Sometimes it&#039;s gotta get bad before it can get better but I have a feeling you are the kind of person who can pull yourself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;My little sister was 18 when she married a 42 year old who taught her to cook and use meth. If she can free herself so can you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Who gives a rats furry ass what your room or car looks like? YOU are the one who has to live there and if it works for you or is what you can manage then that is just that. <br />My worry is not with the state of your living environment but with the state of your heart.<br />You are too pretty and too smart to lose yourself to a drug,a man,or a drink. <br />What I see in those pictures? You love clothes, you love minute maid, and your bed looks soft and fluffy. <br />Chin up. Sometimes it&#39;s gotta get bad before it can get better but I have a feeling you are the kind of person who can pull yourself out.</p>
<p>p.s.<br />My little sister was 18 when she married a 42 year old who taught her to cook and use meth. If she can free herself so can you.</p>
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		<title>By: La Roo</title>
		<link>http://britisshameless.com/2009/06/the-public-and-the-private/comment-page-1/#comment-4153</link>
		<dc:creator>La Roo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 04:17:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Think less... I think not, I think more of you. &lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend life has handed you some shit to figure out, and it&#039;s not pretty. So many people are dealt a bad hand one way or another. The strong ones look at it no matter how painful, the others suffer the rest of there lives. You are glancing around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Please know you are pretty special.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;Laroo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Think less&#8230; I think not, I think more of you. <br />Girlfriend life has handed you some shit to figure out, and it&#39;s not pretty. So many people are dealt a bad hand one way or another. The strong ones look at it no matter how painful, the others suffer the rest of there lives. You are glancing around the corner.<br />Please know you are pretty special.<br />Take Care.<br />Laroo</p>
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