OCD BLUES

I'm not so much in mourning, as I am adjusting to a new rhythm of life without Mom & Dad. Now that they're gone, I have a much deeper appreciation for them feeding me every night. I always went to their place for supper. The big adjustment is me eating less and pacing myself with food. As much as my federal & provincial Disability pensions help, I'm discovering it's still not enough for food. I've been on Disability since age 36 in 2004 for my http://bit.ly/SevereOCD -- I've had it my whole life. I just got tired of losing jobs over it, so I got the help I needed.