Publisher's Synopsis
Theodore, I have something very embarrassing to admit to you. I frequently need to confess sinful thoughts to my mother, and if I dont confess these sinful thoughts to her, then my O.C.D. tells me that God will take away my boyfriend. I know this is so stupid, but O.C.D. takes over my mind like a Magical Evil Thing. It constantly tells me that I must act and act now- it gives me problems to solve. I know God would not do this, but the doubt from the magical evil thing invades my brain relentlessly. I swear my brain has lost touch with all reality. All I want to do now is sleep; my body is weak, and my muscles are so tight they scream for relief; I feel like a nervous wreck. Furthermore, the doubt and fear of losing my boyfriend is affecting me. My heart is palpitating recklessly, and I fear a sense of doom in my brain. I dont want to lose my boyfriend.
