Our Cruel Demon

I was on vacation in Egypt in 2008 and I can remember standing at the front of the boat whilst on a Nile-cruise watching the water swirling below. I observed how the water formed white crests upon the surface of the river then disappeared below. It was here I realised that the white crests reminded me of myself. I spent my life fighting to rise to the surface only to be swallowed back into the mass around me. My mass was the Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) and depression it would let me rise so far and for so long. Then it would swallow me up in its mass of rituals and negative thoughts. My story uses poems and diary extracts to give you an honest account of how I have battled with the invisible entity I call ‘The Demon’. I am hoping that on reading this book it will help carers and family to understand the cruel mental illness called OCD. Above all I want to help other sufferers to accept their Demon and ask for help without feeling ashamed and embarrassed.