When I do fit these moments into my day, I am mostly discouraged and undermined by the fact that my mind and body seem to overwhelm me with discomfort and anxiety instead of finding that relaxed calmness I long for. The OCD compulsions rush in, and the moment I had made for myself instead becomes a moment for OCD to move in and perpetuate itself. These moments become the most difficult moments for me to remain in control. It is almost easier when I am totally occupied, moving from one thing to the next, but then when I stop, all the reactions I had and simply ignored while I was busy, seem to come rushing through in quiet moments with myself. This play-out creates the impression that there is no escape, and, in reality, there isn’t. There is no way around OCD so it must be walked through and managed at all times. This may seem like an exhausting task in itself, but the reality is that nothing is more all-consuming than OCD. When faced and managed, there is reprieve.