Suffering with OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) can simultaneously be a blessing and a curse. I have my good days and my bad days, the good days being when my OCD is a catalyst to a clean and tidy house, the bad days being when my OCD drives me to distraction as I desperately try to get things into some sort of order to prevent ‘bad things’ from happening. Thankfully I have managed to get a grip upon my OCD over the years, I no longer walk between the cracks on the pavement and I’m far less prone to gambling with …
