This is something I have never discussed before.
Dealing with an OCD patient is challenge at yet, particularly, when its your own parent struggling with the deepest, darkest recesses of their mind where imaginations and stories struggle with defining whats reality and whats myth. Observing and dealing with my mother who has to fight with compulsions on a daily basis has me thinking that where does it leave me. How shall I cure her and what to do?
It pains me to see her fight and struggle and go in anguish over how to deal with her perfect self who wants a perfect home with perfect rooms and everything that earns praise for her perfection.
She makes me realize that perfection is narcissistic and a curse. It makes me embrace sanity, imperfection and normality much more easier. I hope she accepts imperfections too and wins the battle against OCD.