OCD & ME

Last Sunday I went along to Tropfest. There were good films, and there were not so good films, but there was one film that made me laugh a little nervously. In this particular short film several actors lip-synced to the words of real people with real obsessions. Their obsessions varied but they all related to an overwhelming need for repetitive acts.

I wasn't sure what it was all about at first because the first obsessee was a toy maker, and it felt like it was maybe making fun of craft and us crafty types. It didn't help that I could see myself in her, and frankly several of my friends. Then the film went on to show several other characters and their need to fry onions and touch a light numerous times, for example. Maybe it's just me but the toy maker seemed out of place here. Or maybe I just don't think anything is 'out of place' with my own level of obsessive making?

I am aware that I am obsessed at least, or driven, or however you want to put it. At present I am enjoying a little more variety in my life. It isn't all about work and jewellery, which is nice, but I do get worried about not being focused enough. I think that perhaps you do need to be obsessed with what you are doing to get somewhere. It seems hard to impossible to not work long hours and push yourself to near exhaustion sometimes, and you require some internal fire to keep you going when most sensible people(?) would stop.

I guess I think obsession can be a good thing, or even a necessary thing. But it also can get pretty borderline at times. There is always the danger of slipping into something unhealthy and destructive. For myself I am interested in living a more balanced life with plenty of enough room for my obsessive ways. I'm not sure how I'm going with that, so we'll just have to see how it all pans out.