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OCD Action: Cleaning Up Misconceptions

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My interest in Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) is rooted in personal experience. For the purpose of spreading awareness however, I’m playing uninformed. To begin my conversation with Olivia Bamber, Media and Communications officer and helpline coordinator of OCD Action, I asked if OCD was simply a quirk.

“Definitely not. It’s a disorder…and I think that’s the bit that people forget. Everybody has quirks, obsessions, compulsions or rituals.” We’ve all heard someone flippantly describe themselves as ‘a bit OCD’. How is a distinction made? “The way that is characterised as being a disorder is when it has an impact on your life.”

Is everyone who has OCD clean and organised? Absolutely not. For a lot of people, Olivia explains, there are no “obsessions to do with contamination or organisation”. The themes for them are far more taboo. “They could have intrusive thoughts about causing harm or coming to harm, or sexual or religious thoughts, that sort of thing.” Consequently, these worries are rarely discussed. Even for those whose OCD is closer to media stereotypes, symptoms can be distressing.

Do people know they’re being irrational? “I think a lot of people know that, deep down, their obsessions and compulsions aren’t logical. They still can’t stop doing it, because there’s that niggling doubt all the time. OCD is often referred to as the ‘doubting disorder’. I think that niggling doubt just makes people continue to do those compulsions. So I think, generally, people do realise what they’re doing is irrational – but that doesn’t mean people can stop doing it.”

Are the things they’re doing to deal with anxiety always obvious? “No. Compulsions can be mental or physical. They might be things you can see like washing, tapping or saying phrases out loud. They could also be mental compulsions that might be things like avoiding certain situations, they could be things like asking for reassurance, so they might not seem so obvious. It could be repeating certain mantras or phrases inside your head, so definitely, there are compulsions that you can’t see as well.”

Some people with OCD have debilitating obsessions about being a murderer or rapist. Does this make them dangerous? “Absolutely not. They’re just intrusive thoughts and do not characterise what a person actually wants to think or feel.” In a survey of 293 students, 42% of females and 50% of males had experienced intrusive thoughts about hurting a family member. Intrusive thoughts are uncontrollable, and as Olivia observes, “everybody in the world gets them. It doesn’t, in any way, reflect on someone’s personality or character.” Arguably, people with these types of obsessions are more concerned with morality than anyone else. However, “pushing an intrusive thought away doesn’t help.”

What treatment helps a person to recover? “The therapy for OCD would generally try and gradually teach you to confront the thought rather than try and push it away. Because actually, often by pushing the thought away you can make it stronger. And Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT), which is actually the therapy for OCD, would encourage you to allow that thought to come, and sit with that anxiety and actually let that anxiety go down on it’s own.” CBT, Olivia explains, “uses an element of ERP (Exposure Response Prevention) which is basically where you expose yourself to the trigger or the thought and you very gradually reduce doing the compulsion.” Some people also find that antidepressant medications (Specific Serotonin Re-uptake Inhibitors, or SSRIs) make the condition more manageable; especially during the often challenging therapy process.

What causes OCD? As a charity we generally don’t talk about the cause. There is actually no known cause. There’s a lot of research being done into OCD and a lot of research into why people develop it.” Studies have found that people with first-degree relatives who have OCD are at a higher risk for developing it themselves. This suggests a genetic predisposition towards the disorder. There also seems to be a link between certain structural abnormalities in the brain and OCD. Trauma is also thought to increase the likelihood of having OCD. Sometimes, however, there’s no apparent reason. “I genuinely have heard of people with OCD who have gone to sleep with no obsessions and have woken up with loads. So there is no known cause but, actually, knowing the cause doesn’t help. The therapy is very practical and we don’t find that that’s particularly helpful.”

I’m sure OCD Action is also a help to people. When I invite Olivia to tell me more about the charity her face lights up. I can tell you a lot about OCD Action, I’ll be here for ages!” she laughs. “We are a national charity that supports anyone affected by OCD or related disorders. When I say ‘anyone’ that means the person with the condition and family and friends. By ‘related disorders’, I mean things like BDD (Body Dismorphic Disorder) and hoarding or habit disorders, as we cover a big, wide range of things. What we do is we offer support and information to those people. So we have lots of support services like the helpline, our advocacy service, a big network of independent support groups and our youth service. We also offer loads and loads of information through our website.”

 

You can contact OCDAction‘s support services by calling 08453906232, emailing support@ocdaction.org.uk, or by using their contact form

For more information about the charity, email info@ocdaction.org.uk or check out their website

OCDAction are also on Facebook and Twitter

Places you need to try: Top Coffee shops around Birkbeck

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Prufrock – 23-25 Leather Lane

The coffee here is infinitely better than one would expect from somewhere that also does great food. It’s a leisurely, open-plan room with more than enough space to spread out all your notes while you dawdle over the coffee menu and bookshelves of chocolate. Yes, as well as great coffee, Prufrock also sell enticing looking chocolate bars from far-flung parts of the world (although I admit I have never tried these, considering some are ten quid a pop). This has to be one of my favourite spots in London because of all the boxes it expertly ticks.

Walkability: Not so great. It would take around 20 minutes, so still very far off the Oxfam Marathon Walk (been there, done that) but making one’s way past huffing commuters is not always the most pleasant experience. The nearest stations are Chancery Lane and Farringdon.

Studyability: 10/10; most definitely would recommend.

 

The Espresso Room – 31-35 Great Ormond Street

By flickr user Ricardo

 

The coffee here was (as the youth nowadays say) off-the-hook, fire, peng, dank whatever term you want to insert, you insert it baby! The view on the other hand wasn’t so dank; the hospital is right in your eyeline; turn away from the coffee shop towards the street and BAM there it is. To be fair I don’t recall this bothering me too much at the time, but I guess instead of rose-tinting my memories, my brain has the effect of making them seem so much worse than they were. My mother had the most delightful cappuccino, so creamy and smooth it felt like jumping into a pool of whipped cream, instead of just taking a sip of coffee in the horrendous hustle and bustle that is London. As for my americano, I truly have nothing bad to say about it. Now onto the rest of the rankings…

Walkability: 10 mins – so very easily done

Studyability: 1/10 – unless you have a penchant for awkwardly balancing a laptop on your knees while precariously holding your coffee in your free hand, this is not the study spot for you. Come here for a quick coffee after you hop off at Russell Square and before you enjoy your walk to Birkbeck. Take your coffee and go before you’re late for class; chop, chop.

 

 

Kaffeine – 66 Great Titchfield Street; 15 Eastcastle Street

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I arrived at Kaffeine (yes, that’s really the name – blame the hipster Aussies) dead on twelve, and it was packed. Walking past an appetising and enticing food counter, I was greeted by a cute, smiling little blonde. The coffee this time was an americano; full of flavour and slightly fruity, with just a hint of acidity; not always a bad thing, in this case it complemented the other flavours nicely. The only downside was that on the walk to Birkbeck, I had to pass what I could only presume from the noise to be a jungle of wild children kept hidden behind high walls.

Walkability: only 13 minutes, and apart from the aforementioned wildlings, it was a pleasant route that took me down some back streets offering a mix of independent art galleries and impressive graffiti.

Studyability: 5/10; possible only if you precisely figure out the best time to get there and grab a spot. Then figure out the most convenient time to leave before people fill it up like bees gathering to a queen.

places you need to try: Dillons Coffee & SOAS’ Public Lectures

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Dillons Coffee (in Waterstones, Gower Street)

I admit it may not be for everyone, but bear with me a moment. The coffee itself could be worse, but I have also had better. The latte art on my choice (a soy flat white – I’m lactose-intolerant, not on a Gwyneth Paltrow style diet) was more abstract than I would normally expect, though to be fair, Dillons is located in the university heart of London. Such reservations were easily overlooked when I took my first sip of coffee right before a six o’clock lecture; strong, robust and not at all subtle. Precisely what I needed. However, a few more sips revealed an equally unsubtle lingering bitter flavour. I could hardly care less at that point – I’d just ordered a coffee from one of the most hipster-looking places I had seen, and must now be in with the ‘cool’ kids. Well, perhaps not.

The reason Dillons is on this (very subjective) list is that firstly, it’s close to Birkbeck so ideal for a pick-me-up right before your eyes roll into the back of your head and your body starts shutting down. Also, it’s something of an entertaining place; go there to combine work with a socialising, be amazed by the diversity of London university life, and take a break from the monotony of the library. On the subject of the latter, has anyone else noticed it smells weird, or is that just me?

If anyone has any other coffee shops they would like to recommend, I would be more than happy to visit them for a future review (independents only please – Costa and Starbucks don’t need my support). Suggestions in the comments please.

SOAS (public lectures)

There’s a part of my heart that harbours quite the soft spot for SOAS; it was the university everyone expected me to go to, and the university I did not get into. Even when I was taking my A-Levels I would wander every so often (or more like once a week) into this corner of London to attend one of the evening lectures that SOAS held for the public. I can’t remember when it was that I first fell in love, perhaps during the talk on the conflict in Palestine, or possibly the one on the remnants of the Arab Spring. Either way, I was hooked and there was no way back. My teachers and mother found it amusing I would spend my spare time on even more education, but I was never the ‘normal’ kid in my family.

I would more than recommend attending one of their lectures; you’ll most likely find something that will interest you, whether your field is finance or nuclear weapons. I know it can be difficult to find time for more lectures what with work during the days, studying during the evenings and not really having time to even take a breath; but it would really be the cherry-on-the-top of all the great things you’re already managing to do in your day.

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Chatime’s Latest Offering Is A Welcome Addition to London’s Bubble Tea Shops

A little late to the scene, it’s been about five years since bubble tea, or boba tea, started to take off in the UK. It was created in Taiwan in the 1980s when a dessert shop started putting left over tapioca balls in iced milk teas at the end of an evening*. Bubble tea has grown enormously popular in hotter climes, notably Hong Kong and Australia.

It has been slower to catch on in the UK, perhaps due to the weather. A hot chocolate with marshmallows is always going to beat an iced milk tea in winter. Despite this, a number of bubble tea shops have found success.

Soho has one of the highest concentrations including Bubbleology (which makes a fairly simple process look like a chemistry set), Bobajam, and Leong’s Legend (also a Taiwanese restaurant). Cafe de Hong Kong in Charing Cross is another hit, but the most popular remains Chaboba in Camden, frequently heralded as the best amongst bubble tea enthusiasts.

With shops in Soho, Chinatown, Portobello Road and the Brunswick Centre (a couple blocks from campus), Chatime has so far been one of the most ambitious. Its latest shop opened in April on Rivington Street in Shoreditch, five minutes walk from Old Street roundabout.

chatime manager
Chatime manager, Tao

Chatime describes itself as a franchise teahouse chain. While not technically a teahouse in the traditional sense, the décor is more traditional than other bubble tea shops, and it imports its produce directly from Taiwan and brews its own tapioca fresh each morning.

Bubble tea usually involves a cold milky tea or fruit tea served in frappe-style takeaway cups or tall glasses and includes tapioca (known in bubble tea shops as ‘pearl’), jellies or red bean toppings. The name bubble tea is often mistakenly assumed to refer to the toppings (which do look like coloured bubbles) but in fact refers to the drinks frothiness after being thrown around in a cocktail shaker. Because the tea is often very sweet, Chatime, like other bubble tea shops, offers you the chance to chose a sugar level – a particularly useful add-on.

Tao, manager of Chatime Shoreditch, gave me five drinks to try. The first, roast milk tea with grass jelly was pleasant but for a slight taste of cardboard. The second, Chatime milk tea with pearl, a more traditional option, was lovely and my favourite. Fruit tea options include mango, lychee, passion fruit, peach and lemon. These make very refreshing drinks, ideal for the incoming summer months. I found the lychee black tea with coffee, rainbow and coconut jellies a more refreshing drink than a frappe.

chaitime window

Other drinks suited a slightly different palette, with a few being particularly popular amongst Asian drinkers. Matcha milk tea with red bean is one example, and I found it left a nice aftertaste. However, the brown rice green tea tasted of bitter popcorn. I’m sure Chatime’s sugar options can remedy this, though, and I would suggest playing around with these levels.

I have only one misgiving about Chatime Shoreditch and that’s its location. It is not prominently situated and midweek footfall seemed almost completely absent along the road. Furthermore, for Birkbeck students a closer one can be found at the Brunswick Centre. Nevertheless, Chatime’s bubble tea is a welcome addition to the cities wondrous variety of drinks on offer.

Another growing trend has been expanding through London recently. Coconut water has become one of the latest ‘fresh’ and ‘natural’ drink products hitting the shops.

MightyBee, a newcomer in the market, promotes its coconut water as a fresh, organic and refreshing drink made from coconuts picked green in Thailand. I was fairly confident I would like it as it contains coconut, which I like, and water, which I also like.

However, while I admire MightyBee’s organic and community-focused ethics (it is certified organic by the Soil Association and describes itself as ‘advocates of fair trade’) it has to be said the nicest description I could find for it was niche, and I’m not wholly convinced this will catch on.

cocnut water

Currently only delivering to stockists in London, I can imagine it being found on refrigerated lunch counters in high street shops. I just can’t imagine it competing for long with other, more refreshing drinks on offer, like water. I am happy to be proved wrong, but a drink that smells of tangy cheese doritos has a bit of a hill to climb.

 

*Bubble tea’s origins are disputed. 

An Artist’s Address: The L.A. Experience

We get off our Air New Zealand flight still half asleep, our movement sustained by excitement and filled with anticipation at the thought of being in this Mecca for film stars. Finally, we are here, and it feels every bit as beautiful as I anticipated. Even the fact that I left my phone on the plane is given meaning by my lack of distraction whilst in that city. At the security gates, the elderly man checks and stamps my passport. He smiles gently and tells me, three times, “Be careful”. Already, I have a sense that the people of this city will mind me, want to preserve my spirit, and look after me.

I am smiling as we leave the airport and step onto a street buzzing with lights and lanes of traffic filled with cars going in the opposite direction to which I am used. People speak softly, yet are not afraid to ask me to move out of their way. The sometimes abrupt expressions of passersby contrast to English politeness in ways that make me smile. (I have always been partial to cultural difference, and the sense of absolute newness of each country I visit is exciting to me).

Credit: flickr - Gilad Rom
Credit: flickr – Gilad Rom

To say we were exhausted during our drive home might be an understatement, but it was a positive feeling, and it gave birth to many great experiences afterwards.

The first morning: We go to an Italian breakfast house where they serve pancakes, some laden with cream and sweet treats, others with savoury items such as bacon. I choose the oatmeal and am wondering whether it’s genetically modified. It tastes good, yet my thoughts highlight how effectively my Facebook news feed has brainwashed me to deem America the land of genetically modified foods. I giggle to myself. That perceptual bubble bursts throughout the trip, and I am introduced to one healthy eating trend after another. Even their frozen yoghurt stores are low fat and often homemade.

The next day, while shopping in “TJ MAXX”, I find myself eavesdropping on an actress who believes her three castings this week has made it a quiet one! For me, this is busy, and I am exhilarated at the thought of this happening to me. I sense the lack of awareness in my exhilaration, and this is again indicative of how much more may be happening in L.A. for actors than in London. I can only hope that should I get signed by an agent here, this same story will come true for me! The possibility of this happening makes me feel good, that there is that chance – no matter how great or small. Of course, the truth is that the standards here are probably quite different to London’s, especially given its orientation towards film, whereas London has a culture rich in theatre. Beyond that, one cannot truly know what possibilities may arise should one get an agent in L.A., unless and until that happens.

We head out in West Hollywood for dinner, then hit a club called The Abbey. The club has a cosmopolitan feel, kind of like a mix between Ibiza and Berlin with something extra, and most of the people whom I encounter are friendly and chatty. Clubs don’t usually stay open later that 2am or 3am, so we aren’t worried about overdoing it — again, adding to the charm of the place. I have the feeling that in summer, house parties, barbecues, and beach time frolics are all the rage. This night, though, it is all about having some chilled out fun, in a pretty club filled to the brim with happy people having a good time!

We are lucky enough to be staying quite close to the beach in Santa Monica, so walks along the pier and beach are welcome breaks to city life. There is only one day when the sun is hot enough to tan my skin, but, unlike a typical sun holiday, this beach does not make me want to sunbathe. Rather, it has me people-watching and chilling out to the sights and sounds of families walking, swimming, and playing and groups of friends chatting and rollerblading down the paths together. I find myself staring into the water as the waves broke, and feeling absolutely at home.

Credit: flickr - Marika Bortolami
Credit: flickr – Marika Bortolami

I am a great believer in the natural rhythm of life, especially that of an artist’s, and in following your feelings as they unravel and guide your soul towards its path. I remain grateful to Los Angeles for its treatment of me, how happy it made me, and the opportunities it presented. It remains to be seen whether this city will be more to me than a place to visit, and I am excited at the prospect and possibility of learning more in the interim. No matter what the outcome of my L.A. adventures, I remain grateful for our introduction, and shall be forever.