Wonder if krill oil would help. Lotta promising research.
But seriously, I dunno of very many people in the lower social castes in India with OCD.
I understand how people could think it's just a "create an illness out of boredom/entitlement" thing, because they're just observing it, not experiencing it. There's
not one person with OCD who isn't miserable and overwhelmed by a condition they can't control. If they could they wouldn't have it. Just like people with bipolar, schizophrenia, bulimia, etc. Just because it's mental and out of plain sight doesn't mean they're full of shit. We don't roll our eyes at someone having a seizure or a heart attack. But like I said, out of sight, out of mind it seems.
With OCD, something happens chemically in the brain, and if boredom is the cause then you'd think doing a bunch of stuff and keeping your mind active would cure it. It doesn't. I know from personal experience because I had it all through my teens, starting shortly after puberty when the brain is going through a massive chemical overhaul. And being a chemical affliction it could likely have been a residual effect of that, at least speaking for myself.
For me it was my thought process that interfered with daily living. Any bad thought and I had to do something over and over again til I thought of something good. It made me lose all rationality and it's a bitch to try and hide in public. It takes all the mental energy just to try and act like a normal person. Doesn't leave much room for anything else. It's hell to deal with, especially as a kid growing up who doesn't know any better. My parents punished me for it because
they didn't even know any better. They thought I was just bored during summer vacation and "creating" these pointless problems for myself. If that was the case, I should've had it long before as well, when I was even younger and more "spoiled". One night when I kept them up because I couldn't get in my bed and kept talking to myself trying to control my thoughts, I woke up and found a note downstairs with a whole list of stuff to do in one day that could've never gotten done in one day even for a normal person. I learned to just shut up and stop complaining, but it never went away.
It took my mom seeing my outside literally pulling my hair out because I couldn't put my hat on while I was outside shoveling snow, before I was taken to a real doctor. Prozac did what all the work in the world would never have done. Some things can't be treated through stimulus from the outside world. You wouldn't say to an Alzheimer's patient, "Hey maybe if you read a book once in a while in your life you wouldn't be having this problem now, would you." Maybe we cut them more slack because it actually ends up directly killing the patient.
Anyways the case in point it just because something seems ridiculous from the outside doesn't mean it is on the inside.