In my childhood I used to spend a lot of time drawing. I wasn’t great at it, but I really enjoyed it! As the years went on, however, OCD took up more and more of my time and elbowed my drawing hobby out of my life.
Then, at university I met a wonderful new friend. We shared the same sense of humour and the same love of drawing. We had such fun drawing cartoons for each other. Frequently we drew them about our problems, and the process of drawing those cartoons and giving them to each other brightened up our days and made the problems seem much easier to deal with and much smaller.
More years passed. Gradually my fun activities and hobbies got elbowed out of the way by OCD again. Now I’m trying to cut out compulsions, replace unhealthy habits with healthy things and reintroduce my old hobbies to improve my life. It’s really, really difficult, but I’m trying. The other day, for the first time in years, I got out a pen and a sheet of paper and drew a couple of cartoons. It was difficult as I was so out of practice, but it was also really great fun! My brain started complaining at me that my drawings weren’t good enough, and I should definitely not show them to anyone. But in the spirit of the cartoon itself, I’m trying to ignore those complaints and accept those feelings of inadequacy, so here is one of the drawings!