Distill The Live That's Inside Me

This year, I learned something new
This year, I affirmed something I knew
It had been a joke I made, for more than a decade
It has been serious, probably far longer
I was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

Never knowing how real it was, in me
Never learning how to adjust for that reality
It was not a shock to hear the diagnosis
But the level was higher than expected
I was relieved with the prognosis
Because it answered questions I’ve long detected

Medication. Therapy. And direct intention.
Introspection. Reflection. And communication.

I can now pause the script I’m always writing in my mind
And control the ponderance of thoughts unkind
With a clear and calm head, I can now think
But into the downward story spirals, I no longer sink.

For the coming year, I have this new perspective.

For the coming year, I have this new way in which to live.