Amber Pearson has had a severe form of obsessive compulsive disorder since she was in high school. She would wash her hands so much they became raw and bled. Her bedtime routine easily took 45 minutes because it involved checking that all the doors and windows were closed and the stove was off. She was so afraid of food contamination that she couldn’t eat next to other people. Even on holidays, she ate on the couch away from her family. Therapy and medication didn’t help.
“Every decision I made was based on my OCD. It was always in the back of my mind,” Pearson says.
In her twenties, she developed epilepsy.
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