Mental illness is a devious and unrelenting opponent, one that attacks in a second’s notice. It will ultimately try to steal what you love and cherish the most in life, which for me is time with my family. My OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) has been living with me for about 25 years now. My children describe it as a bully that won’t go away, which I think is a pretty fair description. However, what they don’t truly understand is the control and panic that this bully can release on my mind...