I was diagnosed with OCD at a very young age, but as time went on I grew out of the obvious symptoms - the rituals that seemed to permeate my life. Going into college, I believed that I was normal and that mental health issues were in the past. This was until I made a friend that cared and knew enough to actually point out that my struggles had never gone away - they'd morphed. Those intrusive thoughts, disordered eating habits, horrifying obsessions and mental visuals weren't normal. I did not have to live like this - nobody has to struggle alone. Everyday's a battle, but I've done something. Acceptance and exploration is just the start. There's so much out there we can use to heal - we just cannot know until we begin to look. It's out there for all of us, I know that now. I know that for sure.