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‘I’d FaceTime him constantly, needing to know my kids were OK. I felt so out of control.’: Daughter of divorce shares personal journey to peaceful coparenting

“I hated the idea someone could walk into my children’s lives and automatically gain their love. They’d run up to her, give her kisses, and tell her they loved her. Honestly, my heart broke every time. I had no idea what boundaries should be in place or what steps were best for the children. There was no handbook for co-parenting, and I was desperately grasping at straws.”

I Didn’t Know I Had OCD Until I Was 33 Years Old

“I worried I might purposely light a match and burn the house to the ground with my family inside. I worried I might purposely push my best friend into traffic. The thoughts began to get so frightening I’d wake up every morning and try to create a version of white noise inside my own head to block out any thoughts for as long as I could.”

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