A Neurotic Compulsive Asks: “Can Obsessions Ever Be Healthy?”

A man of many fixations wants to know if he is crazy

Photo by Drew Dizzy Graham on Unsplash

I’m obsessed with my wife. There, I said it. I couldn’t call it codependent because we are equally dependent on each other. There is no “giver” and “taker” because we are equally fixated on each other’s needs.




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Personal essays with a good dose of blogging expertise thrown in— jasonjamesweiland@gmail.com

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