Let us rewind this story to late December 1999. We're on the brink of the new Millennium; everybody's getting excited about the prospects of it becoming the year 2000, the nervousness about the Millennium bug and the pending impact it will have on life's technology and more importantly will things really be any different in the noughties.
For me unfortunately the answer is yes things would be very different heading in to the year 2000. On the 29th December 1999 I'm my 12-year old younger self, dancing away to my Steps Tour VHS that I received for Christmas whilst being babysat by my uncle. My mum had gone out over to my grandma and granddad's and looking back on it I could not recall why and I guess I didn't really see any cause for concern as I spent most of my days there so it really was the norm for my mum to be there plus my grandma had serve disabilities and was unable to walk so my mum provided a lot of support to my granddad.
My mum returned late that evening and told me my granddad had died of a heart attack. To say I was in disbelief would be an understatement. My initial reaction was that my mum was lying to me and I couldn't understand how this could be true. Throughout my short 12 years my granddad and me had become very close he felt like a farther figure to me and we spent almost everyday together, going on seaside holidays and supermarket shopping every week on a Thursday.
The reason why I'm telling you this is because after all these years I genuinely believe the loss of my granddad was the trigger for my OCD, my Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. For those of you who don't know what OCD is I have included a definition below to briefly summarise it: -
"Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder in which people have unwanted and repeated thoughts, feelings, ideas, sensations (obsessions), or behaviors that make them feel driven to do something (compulsions). Often the person carries out the beh...