Fighting OCD, What Really Helps

Fighting OCD? Consider this – That guy/gal you know who is always talking spit. We never care what he or she has to say. Even if what they say makes sense. Everything is from the side of their mouth and we dismiss it at every glance. They speak – How do we respond? “Whatever!”

Whatever:

That’s huge. This word right here… “Whatever”. It’s powerful.

How many times have we used that and still dwelled on the situation afterwards? Huh? Ask yourself. Really think about it.

“I’ll kick your teeth in!” Claims the lone ranger in back of the line at the ice cream parlor. He thinks you should’ve had your flavor picked out 15 minutes ago. “Whatever dude” and you keep perusing your options.

“Come on ref, that was the worst call in the history of sports!” Yells the drunken fan two seats down. That call was way back in the first quarter. “Whatever, get over it” and that next bite of your stadium hotdog is the best one yet.

“Hey, I have this business idea. You’ll regret not getting in on this with me. It’s not a pyramid scheme at all.” Says your scheming co-worker who will probably hit on one of their business ideas eventually. For now, you haven’t seen evidence of that. “Ok, yeah, whatever” and you continue your boss mode memo that’s going to get you promoted.

Fight OCD the same way. “Whatever OCD” and walk away from that doorknob like a BOSS!

Whateva:

It don’t matta how you say it, just say it. I Don’t have time for this shit OCD, I gots things to do. I gots moves to make. You’re holding me back. Quote Redman if you must “Ya Whateva Man”.

“Yo, you ready to fear this unknown?” Asks OCD as you lock the door. “Whateva man” and you lock and keep it moving… yeah, we keep moving.

“Yo, you ready to do some compulsive rituals?” Asked by OCD while you flip on some lights. “Whateva man”, you flip once and moonwalk your way to your dresser.

“Yo, you ready to wash your hands a million and one times? Actually, a million and two times?” Asks OCD as it mocks us to our face. “You know what… whateva man” and you wash once and dance while you dry your hands because you just got a win. Fist pump.

That’s fighting OCD.

What Ever:

Valley girl it if you must. Mmm hmm! Give it some ghetto attitude if you must. Whip your hair back-n-forth, side to side. Do any of that. Nobody’s watching boo boo. Do you. Even if they are watching, hit them with a “heyyyy” or pop your gum and get back to filing those gorgeous nails. You got a hater named OCD, don’t worry bout them bitches staring. You fighting OCD over here.

“Hey, you trying to…” and cut OCD off right there with a snap and shout “What Ever!”

“Hey, you trying…” and cut OCD off again with a huge eye roll and be like “What… Ever!”

“Hey, you…” and cut it off again with a hip pop talking bout “What… the fuck… Ever.”

Mmm. You sassy. Go head wit-cha-bad-self. You mean. Fierce! OCD ain’t got nothing on you. Ooh! No you didn’t. Did you just slap… OMG, you just slapped OCD. High five. Watch those nails tho, you ruthless with those things.

Fight OCD with ‘whatever’, ‘whateva’, ‘what ever’, what ever you choose. Which ever you prefer. Or don’t. It’s whatever.

Also check out another related post I recently published here too about Bringing Anxiety Back Down.

Let me know if you found this helpful. I am curious to hear your opinions. Leave a comment or find me on Twitter @UghOCD or Instagram @brentleybigkid.