12 months ago I was stuck in what I can only describe as hell. It wasn’t always like that, I was ‘normal’ once. Though I guess I had always been a clean person, but not manic as I became after my Dad died.
You may think washing your hands is just part of life, like brushing your teeth or going to bed at night. But not for me!! Washing my hands became my life!
My whole existence was concentrated on washing my hands.My Dad died in hospital after getting an infection following a simple surgical procedure.
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