On Wednesdays, I go to an outpatient group program focused on Cognitive Behavioural Therapy for Obsessive Thoughts. It’s an extension of support offered by the Psychiatric Hospital I spent 10 weeks in last year. It’s a relatively small group of about 7 individuals, a mix of genders and ages. We spend the first half of the session every week each sharing how we’ve been, what challenges we’ve faced and obstacles we might have overcome. I was kind of dreading my turn today. I wasn’t sure of the reaction I’d receive when I told them the reason I hadn’t been at group for the previous two weeks because I was overwhelmed by my Psychosis diagnosis, and still coming to terms with it. To be honest,…