I have OCD, so most times the world spins around me with little control on my part. I won't go into the details, but I am fully functional and have a job and family. I'm sort of like a functional alcoholic. You wouldn't know it by looking at me or even knowing me, but rest assured I am truly sick as the disease is ruthless and omnipresent.
My fish tanks however are something I can control, and they provide me great relief. I can control the world I created in glass boxes, and I forget my struggles when I view them. It's the same thing with fishing for me, an escape.
Anyway, I just think this hobby can be great therapy to those of us suffering and battling with mental illness.
End public service announcement, and hopefully I haven't alienated myself!
Though I must admit, the hobby is insular to a degree for me, as I have so few "real life" people to talk fish with. Case in point a friend of my wife's husband happened to come by my place one night, and I discovered he kept fish - long story short - we talked fish for 2 hours like it was two minutes...
Most times I chew the ears of local LFS employees, though those conversations don't go on to long. I look back fondly on my days growing up, as I had good friends that were in the hobby - I think back often on those summer bicycle trips to the pet shop I and entire days spent talking fish.
My fish tanks however are something I can control, and they provide me great relief. I can control the world I created in glass boxes, and I forget my struggles when I view them. It's the same thing with fishing for me, an escape.
Anyway, I just think this hobby can be great therapy to those of us suffering and battling with mental illness.
End public service announcement, and hopefully I haven't alienated myself!
Though I must admit, the hobby is insular to a degree for me, as I have so few "real life" people to talk fish with. Case in point a friend of my wife's husband happened to come by my place one night, and I discovered he kept fish - long story short - we talked fish for 2 hours like it was two minutes...