Lately I've had OCD about my laundry being tampered with - spit on, urinated on, whatever - and I had the thought that it might have happened. I talked to my mom on the phone and she walked me through it without reassuring. It was also good because I think I finally got it through to her how my OCD feels.

I needed this, because recently my OCD has felt like it could verge into psychosis at any moment, so this was good.