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My Writing Obsession Has Replaced My Other Obsessions
My mental health and outlook have significantly improved
My name is Janice. I admit that I have a “bit” of an obsessive personality.
When I was little, I obsessed about the health of my goldfish. I thought his eyes were too big.
When I got a little older, I obsessed about the color of my room, and how much my sister got for her allowance.
As I aged, I conjured up more things to worry about. My weight, my teeth, my nutrition, my social life, and the big one, my health.
Three years ago I was obsessed with a pain that was terribly real. I had a frozen shoulder. It hurt.
Once upon a time, I joined a platform called Medium. Witness the birth of one gigantic obsession.
Medium became my number one preoccupation. Writing became a healthy distraction.
