[By Kim Vincenty March 28, 2022, published in Motherly] Actionable advice from a mama who has been there, too. My palms were sweaty. My heart was pounding. Low-grade nausea and swirling thoughts distracted me from the simplest tasks. Yes, I was experiencing anxiety: My 11-year-old child had just been diagnosed with obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD). I couldn’t bear how utterly miserable he was...
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Jun 26, 2022
In the early days of my son’s struggle with obsessive-compulsive disorder, I was driving 138 miles a day for his intensive treatment. Consequently, my car needed servicing. I was given a loaner, but I forgot to grab a bag full of items we needed to use for therapy out...
Jun 26, 2022
Kim shares the reasons why she became an advocate below. Learn more about our [IOCDF] advocate program. My heart pounded in my chest. I had low-grade nausea and sweaty palms, and I couldn’t sleep. My ten-year-old son had been diagnosed with obsessive compulsive...
May 20, 2020
Much has been written about the plight of parents during the COVID-19 crisis. Moms and dads are navigating the trials of working remotely, keeping their kids on track with school and trying to create activities for the family within the safe...
Nov 11, 2018
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