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Hypochondriac

Phobia’s from Hell

by Droogie.Mermaid 2/23/2013

written by Droogie.Mermaid

Well as you can see above (Phobias from Hell) are the root cause for my want of self destruction. I know this is somehow cliche with myÂ appearance, but I can’t change a stereotype.

Since early childhood I have had an irrational, severe phobia of doctors. I can’t even go to the school nurse with out a panic attack. To go along perfectly with my fear of doctors, I’m a hypochondriac to the extreme. When I was 12 I was convinced I was dying of colon cancer and (tad graphic, sorry) at any moment I would discharge blood from my bowels and that would be that. After […]

2/23/2013 5 comments

Letting It Out

by hang_on_fighter 1/17/2013

written by hang_on_fighter

Hi everyone.

This is my first and probably last post on this site. No, it’s not because I’ll be dead tomorrow. I just need to let out my feelings on here, once and only once, because I can’t do it in real life.

First off, I don’t care who’s reading this, since it’s anonymous. I’ll say that I probably can’t be considered truly suicidal anymore, because I don’t ever seriously think about suicide–it’s mostly a compulsive thing that plagues me when I’ve had a bad day. The reason I’m really here is because I’ve had so many feelings lately and no one to talk to about them, […]

1/17/2013 3 comments

distracting

by fallen2far 5/11/2012

written by fallen2far

I feel this way, on again, off again.Â I’m sure other people feel it.Â I hope no one else does, but at the same time, I hope I’m not alone feeling it.Â It’s hard to describe it so I won’t right now but I’ll try to express my thoughts because of these feelings.Â Every time I feel like this, I throw myself into a distraction. Sometimes they’re classes like the piano or learning a new language. Volunteer work.Â Sometimes it’s following a sports team or being interested in a serial like a TV series. It’s shallow, very hollow, but I thought it helped. When the […]

5/11/2012 4 comments

psychological hypochondriac

by The long sweet cadence down 3/25/2009

written by The long sweet cadence down

i tried to hang myself when i was like 8 or 9 with a jump rope. i was 13 when i took like 8 different bottles of pills. both attempts didnt work, obviously, but i still have horrible nightmares of past experiences and some weird memories of abuse are coming back to me. i wonder if im going crazy and making stuff up (im 17)… i admit that i’d rather be alright and have had a life where NOTHING bad has happened and everything is perfect but im wondering if im not a psychological hypochondriac..the memories are so vivid though. i can remember feelings, […]

3/25/2009 2 comments