Obsessive
Compulsive Disorder (definition): An anxiety disorder in
which people have recurring unwanted thoughts, ideas or sensations
(obsessions) that make them feel driven to do something
repetitively (compulsions).
I wrote
about Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) a couple of years ago, of
course, with a humorous slant. About 2% of the
population is burdened with this condition- this refers
to the proportion of the population exhibiting
frank pathology. OCD generally manifests in childhood and
the symptoms are progressive in nature with most folk diagnosed
by about 19 years of age. The percentage of the population with
sub-clinical OCD is much higher. Whether we count cracks in
the pavement or touch lamp posts as we pass by, tis but a minor
distraction and most sensible folk thus afflicted realise the malady
as such and keep the silly aspects to themselves, or perhaps share
with serious close friends, if we have them.
In
my previous post I documented my rather tame experience
with OCD. My OCD consists of a mild disquiet of things left undone.
Did I turn off the stove? Did I remember to add a critical reagent to
an in vitro culture at a crucial time? The
answer is always an unequivocal YES. However, this is where the
irrational aspect kicks in: can I be absolutely certain that the
action has been undertaken? The answer is an unequivocal NO. No one
can be absolutely certain of anything unless they are irredeemably
stupid. In my instance its a relatively benign behavioural
phenomenon and inconvenience. But when it strikes it
invariably strikes at 4 o’clock at night when I’m
tucked up cosy and warm in bed. The alien thought intrudes
initially as a small germ within my mind. At this stage, I
usually ignore the small but nagging doubt. This is always a mistake.
The longer I ignore the uninvited intrusion the more it
grows. The germ begins as a single cell but
starts to divide and grow in proportion to the time
ignored, exponentially. Inevitably I have to get my sorry arse
out of bed and go to investigate the cause of my irritation. The oven
is off and cool to the touch. But this does not stop me from checking
that all the knobs are in the 'off' position at least three times. Of
course, as always, the rational portion of my brain is vindicated and
the irrational part is satiated, for now.
My
boss and friend is an individual possessed of a most rational
persona. He is measured, logical and very smart. A more sensible man
it would be hard to find. And yet he has a compulsion to clean.
Actually, it is not so much cleanliness that assails his psyche but
more a sense of tidiness and order. His house is tidy to the extent
of sterility. You would think his wife would be overjoyed, but this
is not the case. He will often clean around her while she is
still eating- pisses her off, no end.
OCD
is a classic spectrum condition. I refrain from using the word
‘disorder’ as this implies pathology and for most folk, this is
not the case. At the extreme end of the spectrum, OCD can be a
catastrophic life-changing condition. For many, such as myself, it
may involve a simple routine, oft-repeated. It never impinges on
normal life and should be considered as a mere quirk. I’m full of
quirks and idiosyncrasies. This is not clinical pathology but a
simple expression of my frail humanity and complex psychological
makeup. For the 2% of the population at the other end of the chain,
the condition can become a neurological disability of epic
proportions: repetitious behaviour, mundane and stereotypic. The
actions, often simple in nature, become overwhelmingly compelling
thus interfering with normal life activities. This irrational and
often ritualistic behaviour cannot be broken without dire
psychological and in some instances, physiological consequences.
Those at this extreme edge are relatively rare and few are blighted
to this extent.
There
appears to be a genetic component although the genetics is poorly
understood and a diagnosis is arrived at by clinical criteria alone.
Certainly, identical twins show a concordance of the disorder higher
than predicted by chance. Thus, OCD can be seen as a classic
polygenetic aberration with many genes having a cumulative and
adverse effect. It cannot be ruled out that there are environmental
factors, such as stress, or bacterial or viral infections acting as
an initiating event.
Do
any of my readers have OCD, either expressed as pathology or
expressed as a minor inconvenience? I would be interested to hear of
any experiences my esteemed and loyal readership would like to share.
I suspect the non-clinical variety, especially in developed
societies, occurs at a relatively high level. This is not surprising
as it is extremely easy to hide minor expressions of OCD. Also, folk
may rationalise repetitive behaviours to an extent where it feels and
appears normal: good for them say I!
OCD
is a fascinating topic for analysis and discussion, especially at the
‘low end’ of the behavioural spectrum. I have long become
accepting of my OCD and I’m reconciled to my odd behavioural
activities. Indeed, my quirks relating to OCD are very much part of
my psychological make-up and they hold no terrors for me. For the
most part, my ‘rituals’ are not obvious to others, even my close
family, as I do not advertise or draw attention to my actions. They
are performed in silence and in no way interfere with the expression
of my daily activities.
Anyway,
I must go, I have suddenly become overwhelmed with the nagging doubt
that I have forgotten to burn down my neighbour’s house. Clearly,
this possible oversight, although unlikely, requires my immediate
attention.......
You just won't let it alone, will you!
ReplyDeleteMr S, please elaborate. Your comment is too cryptic for comprehension. I await enlightenment.
DeleteA play on the idea of OCD...
DeleteMr S, excuse my density- all is now revealed and the scales have fallen from my bright blue (and beautiful) eyes.
DeleteShouldn't that be CDO? - In alphabetic order, as it should be!
ReplyDeleteYea, Ted, I've seen T-shirts expressing the same sentiment.
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