This book was provided by Netgalley, free of charge, in return for an honest review.
First of all, I do not have OCD. People sometimes tease me because I like things to be clean, but my pleasure in cleanliness is nothing near OCD. This is one of my biggest pet peeves. People who will say lightly, "Oh, I'm kind of OCD," when they clearly aren't. Somehow, OCD has become this little tick people have when they like things orderly, and it's okay to label yourself like that if you should like to have your books in alphabetical order. That drives me mad, because when you actually talk to someone with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or read a book like this, you know that real OCD is nothing to joke about, and that anyone would make light of it and give themselves that label flippantly shows an ignorance that's not very agreeable.
Phew. Now that that rant is out of the way, let's get to the book.
The title of Being Me with OCD is a pretty accurate description of the book. Throughout the work, Alison Dotson tells her story honestly, while giving advice and urging others with OCD to find help. Among all this she has snippets of other's experiences with OCD woven in.
I wasn't Dotson's target audience. It is made clear that she expects that people reading this book will have OCD and will be looking for she managed with her life and got help. I don't have OCD, and was reading purely because I have an interest in the disorder and wanted to know more accurate truths about it.
Dotson's writing is easy to read, honest, and touching. I'm amazed, really, at how openly she wrote and how freely she shared her story. I don't know if I would have been as free. I admire her for that, greatly.
The snippets of essays written by other young sufferers are also touching and add a great deal to the book. For me, this would have been enough, seeing as how I'm not OCD, just trying to learn a bit more about it. However, there is a lot more material.
With every chapter there are tips and signs that help you diagnose yourself, encourage you to find help, and share important information about different medications and what therapy might be like. For me, these were a bit boring, having no relevance, and I skimmed a few of these parts. However, I think that these are important, and though I didn't need them, I think it's important that they are in the book. It's Dotson's motive, clearly, to help others with her disorder, and I believe that these sections could go a way in accomplishing that.
At the end of the day, this isn't the sort of book I'd recommend for enjoyment, or for any of my friends without the disorder. I'd readily recommend it to one with OCD because of the gentle, simple, and honest writing style.