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He said, "I was fine till yesterday, suddenly, some fears set in." And his therapist said, “it looks like you might have OCD.”

It is a bright sunny day, and yet there is a feeling of being lost. Life, in general, seems uncertain. The mind only thinks that something horrible is going to happen. While the heart says, think of something positive, there is doubt if that is even possible.

I happen to read the diary of a person with OCD, and he wrote, "I drive and think I might hurt someone while driving every day. Yet, I don’t stop driving. The outcome is relative, but my effort is absolute. These thoughts bother me even when I am not driving. Sometimes I think, would it be a privilege to be psychotic? I’d be living in a world of my own, at least less ego-dystonic as mine.”

There is nothing more uncertain than living. It isn’t just about life or death that is uncertain. There is so much uncertainty every day. Every morning one plans a set of tasks to be completed by the end of the day. However, what if the plan does not go as desired. The faithful aspect of uncertainty comes with a demanding question, ‘what if?’

Sometimes people can overcome this question by not focussing on this aspect of uncertainty. They let their focus remain on the more certain options available. There are people with so many different mental illnesses. When I come to think of them, I can only be sure to sympathize with them. Not empathize. I possibly cannot imagine how difficult it is for someone with anxiety, obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD), and obsessive-compulsive personality disorder (OCPD) to live with uncertainty.

Anxiety is not just being nervous, OCD is not just the order of things, and OCPD is unknown to the world.

Mental illnesses are not just labels used to categorize anyone as disabled. Mental Illnesses are real-time experiences, feelings, and situations of people who are able and capable.

Mental health will always remain vulnerable, that is certain.

“I wish I could point at one thing & change it”

Look around you! People have insecurities and uncertainties that they are silently fighting, one of them being - criticism.

Self- critics are not just high achievers who want more from life and are competitive. They have a trait as part of their personality. It begins to dominate when reinforced throughout the years. There are many reasons for it. It could be because, as kids, some people experience bullying in school. It could also be that their parents expected more from them than they could fulfil. Or maybe their parents were never around them with love and care. Lastly, there is a possibility that they are a product of a dysfunctional society that always imposes ideals.

Self-criticism is viewing oneself negatively and always evaluating oneself in light of failure. It is like maintaining an account for losing a task, hobby, and emotional sanity. It’s a feeling of never being good enough. Self- critics carry a burden other than the vulnerability of being judged by others. Sometimes, it is beyond just being harsh on oneself. There is less impact in telling them to “just be easy on yourself and enjoy life a little.” It even ends in self-harm, using a substance, and often rumination (repetitive thinking).

Self- critics are not just individuals who want to be in a high ranked position. They are just like any one of us. However, it could lead to difficulties and problems in relationships, work, and with oneself.

Give out love and compassion so people could believe in a safe world.

Let’s practice compassion. We never know someday, someone might want to become a self-compassionate person than an exhausted self-critic.

It doesn’t matter if you’re black or white, slim or a bit oversize!

Instead of commenting on her agility, the audience ogled at her thunder thighs.

She hid under the foundation on her dark skin.

Afraid, she couldn’t conceal hair on her chin.

Everyone around her was petite and ladylike, but she was classified into a muscular type.

She shaped her bushy eyebrows for the event.

Ashamed, she had sideburns on either side.

Lasers were the new media ads, and there was blood from her pores with razor mistreatments.

She outgrew her costumes before she even tried.

Shh! now she shreds to a slim size.

By this time in the race, she was so confused - they said to be flat, but curvy is the new look.

Bigger breasts and rounded backside

She fell for the new stereotype!

Slim or fat, pretty or ugly, a new weighing scale was her birthday buy!

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