Creative Community

At OCD Action we often get people sending us poems, stories, books, art and a whole range of creative and inspirational work. For many people, being creative is an excellent way to express their feeling about OCD and how it impacts on their lives. In this area of the website, we invite you to submit your own creative work and share it with a wider audience. For now we can only take words but soon we hope to give you the opportunity to up-load images, video and audio. Your submissions will go to our editor for approval before they are posted below, if you wish to post pictures alongside your work, please email them across to



Posted on: 21st February 2018 by: Olivia

Thoughts and feelings are not fact

Don't really need the signal to act
Need to learn not to react
To keep mind and body, safely intact

Thinking what is, not what if
Bringing reality back to solid ground
The beliefs are all built on... Read More

Posted on: 6th February 2018 by: Spooky Wooky

Put your head under pressure,

Flatten your smooth monkey palms into your bleached skull.

Crush the black seeds to dust, let it blow out the shell like soot.

Breathe it back in, taste the smoke, know it,

Then exhale, letting the dust billow and dissipate into... Read More

Posted on: 5th February 2018 by: Olivia

"I started writing poetry as therapy for myself and also for other people who can relate. Just to read something which proves you're not alone can release a great burden. Also now if I have a set back I use it as inspiration for another poem."


Two... Read More

Posted on: 17th January 2018 by: Olivia

I will not be hung by the noose in the f of what if

Nor guillotined by guest evils in my head.

I will not crown this despot of doubt;

My brain is not his orb to hold, my sanity not his sceptre to wield.

I will not weave him tapestries with the victories he has won

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Posted on: 15th December 2017 by: Olivia

These paintings visually represent what Pure O feels like to me. Expressing the feeling in this way helps me, and others around me who know of my illness, to understand what it is like; it was therapeutic for me also when I painted them. I cried when I had finished it.


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