I don’t feel bad about my dad’s ocd. It’s like as an opportunity to get to help him and think about the things that we can do one day. I learned that we must help each other. Because then we can to grow stronger and hopefully that will also stop any anxieties from his OCD.
This has made me into a better person and also he started doing things he likes, such as running. When you have time with your dad, you start to see his that hes messed up but full of hope. And I will keep thinking this because I might forget.
If you feel the same way, I hope this helps.
