We all have something about us that other people don't know.
Like, you may not know that I'm a crazy cat lady.
Just kidding.. you probably knew that.
Today I want to share something with you that is my "dirty little
secret", something most people don't know about me.
I am a legitimate hypochondriac.
Like you know, when you were younger and felt a little sickness
coming on and would go "oh mum I think I'm dying" and she'd be like
"you're such a hypochondriac."
And then you'd get over it five minutes later.
That was me as a kid, only it's just got worse as I've got older.
I have health anxiety. A more doctorish way of saying hypochondria.
The funniest part? I am self-diagnosed..haha.
But I don't need to talk to a doctor to know this.
Ask my boyfriend. He deals with it on a daily basis from me.
It sounds silly, I know. But it's a real thing.
At some points, it has actually taken over my life.
No-- that's not me being a drama queen {for once haha}.
I got a little lump in my neck in November of 2010.
This was probably the beginning of my serious health anxiety.
I honestly cried myself to sleep a few nights because I was so worried
about this lump in my neck, thinking that I had lymphoma.
I went to doctor after doctor about it...I just don't listen.
Well, I listen, but I don't believe. I'm sure I'm right. So I go see
another doctor. Over the past couple years, this has happened many,
many times. I still have days when I feel a swollen lymph node and
send myself into shock mode because I think it must be lymphoma.
Like I said, it can completely take over my life.
I read an article the other day
here {it's actually a really good article
by the way, very sad though}. I honestly spent the next day at work
convinced that I may have a mental illness. Not joking at all.
Okay maybe I do have one - it's called me being crazy.
When I'm left alone with myself for too long I start making things up
like this. And know what? IT SUCKS.
Sometimes I feel totally alone in this, like I will never feel totally
healthy and there is always this impending doom of disease just
creeping up on me. Sometimes I just have to tell myself to shut up.
Or I need to say it all out loud to someone, pretty much just my
boyfriend, so he can tell me how ridiculous I sound and I can
laugh at myself. I'm so lucky to have someone that will listen.
I think that recognizing it's a real problem I have is the best thing I
can do about it for now. Talking about it helps too, because it makes
me realize how ridiculous the things I'm thinking are.
I'm not totally insane guys, I promise!! And I'm sure there's more of you out there,
I can't be the only one! I'd love to hear from you other health-obsessed crazies.
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| PS - new bangs! A post on that later this week...but I love them! |
Also, on a brighter note... I have freed up some more time for blog designs
as I have finished off the ones I have been working on! If your blog needs
a makeover, check out my
design page. I would love to hear from you.
Mucho love on this fine day ladies ♥