Repost from 4/25/15

I still have to deal with the compulsions and looking up information. I wish I could just stop it and not give in.  I mind the compulsions even less, though.  I will always thoughts and thoughts do come (which felt so discouraging at times).  The reality is, what discouraged me is really what encouraged me.  I have thoughts and I have learned to count my blessings.  I am still anxious about things but even that has become more manageable.  I would love to live at least a day where I can be "free" from the daily cares, anxieties, and obsessive thoughts.  I would also like to cherish these thoughts by accepting them and by embracing them.  That is my goal.