The Solipsistic OCD is a Sign of Convalescence

My latest OCD is a sign of improvement. Is it even a "latest OCD"? Probably not. I've done a fairly good job of ignoring the Obsession and the Compulsion which, ironically, only serves to strengthen the Obsession.

My latest Obsession is that I am living in a simulated reality and that I am the only person that exists. Now don't get me wrong I am a proud solipsist, but I define myself as a solipsist in the loosest definition of the word. I would sure hate to be the only star of "The Will Johnson Show".

My Compulsion is to endlessly argue against such a possibility. I will not be a Dr. Johnson and say "I refute myself thus!" I won't indulge in the argument at all and I will try to give my dialectic-loving brain a rest.

This OCD is a sign of returning mental health because it is always the one I obsess about through convalescence. When depressed I am simply too depressed to feel anything about anything.

And what makes this OCD less scary than others is that the idea of a simulated reality is hackneyed even to a five year old. It was done to death even before "The Matrix".

I remember pondering the same questions when I was 7 years old. I remember going camping when I was 12 and wondering if the pine trees were simulated just for my simulation. Boy, those super-intelligent alien beings sure went to a lot of trouble just to be entertained by little old me!