As I stated in my title, I am not really sure if this is where I belong but here is my story. My name is Alissa and I’m 24 years old. I guess I could say that I’ve always been an anxious person for as long as I can remember. Always having that nervous, gut-feeling in the pit of my stomach but I just assumed it was normal. I would also have random feelings like I was awaiting something bad to happen and unfortunately, something always did. I would tell my family “I have a really bad feeling about something…” and they would tell me not to say that because they just knew when I felt that way, it was going to be bad…and it was only until very recently, I came to realize that these feelings of anxiety weren’t normal. This is how I’ve come to realize that I am a hypochondriac.
This whole situation began only a few months ago. I scheduled my routine yearly check-up with my OBGYN and the day of my appointment, I had a really bad feeling about going and almost didn't. Something inside me told me this was wrong, I just didn’t feel at ease about it. But I went anyway, and a week later I received the call..the call that would change my whole world. My pap results were abnormal… Abnormal?! I just couldn't grasp at the idea that something was wrong with me. Being 24 years old and relatively healthy (or so I thought) I just couldn't comprehend this!
After a gruelling biopsy (which I anxiously stewed about for 2 weeks prior to)...I had severe cervical dysplasia (pre-cancer) and needed to have it surgically removed. Now I know this is probably a very common thing women deal with, but I personally have never had to endure anything like that in my entire life! So I anxiously awaited the surgery for 2 weeks, as the procedure did NOT sound all that appealing, and the idea of having pre-cancerous cells circulating in my body was overwhelming me. I was literally anxious every single day up until the surgery and having people constantly telling me "hey, at least it is PRE-cancer" and "oh, you'll be just fine" really got to me. Me being the person I am, I only hear what I want to hear and all I heard was CANCER. After the surgery was done (which WAS as bad as I made it out to be...) I started thinking about the fact that I had a bad feeling about going to the OBGYN in the first place and almost didn't go, and had I NOT gone, I would've never have discovered the pre-cancer and who knows what would've happened. They also discovered ovarian cysts (which I am just not even going to deal with right now...). I'm always worrying about them rupturing or causing damage to my insides...or even worse, my pre-cancer will come back. I'm constantly poking and pressing on my upper pelvic area b/c things just don’t feel right (either that, or it's all in my head, who knows...) I don’t want to find out what's going on in there But I also don’t want to die of cancer either...
I have been having some awful panic attacks since then b/c of the constant worrying and even worse, symptom-checking; my head hurts, Google says "brain cancer"...my thigh throbs in pain, Google says "bone cancer"...my chest hurts, Google says "heart disease"....I get sharp cramping, Google says "cervical cancer" or "ovarian cancer", my chest aches, Google says "lung cancer"...then comes the rapid heartbeats, cold sweats, light-headedness, dizziness, hyperventilating after desperately gasping for breath, and pain in my chest and arms. The last BAD panic attack I had, I dropped to my knees and felt so disconnected from my surroundings and felt so out of control. It was terrifying...like I was GOING TO DIE!! Then I fainted.
I am fully aware that death is inevitable and is just a part of life and out of my control, but I am so afraid of dying and quite frankly, I am getting awfully tired of the idea of death consuming me. I mean, I have never wanted to die or really put much thought into it, but the thought of it was never a daily-consumption of "what if's" and symptom-checking. It also doesn’t help that I am terrified of doctors, hospitals, needles, surgery, tests, scans, blood work...all that noise!! I avoid going to the doctor at ALL COSTS!! So I have this constant battle with myself that if I don't see a doctor for things that aren't feeling right, it might be something worse than it really is, but on the other hand, I hate going to the doctor and wouldn't want to find out there is something wrong with me b/c I don’t want to die. I have a constant migraine, back aches, shoulder aches, neck pain, my jaw hurts, I have this horrible popping, clicking and crunching sound in my ears...the joints in my fingers hurt, I've been bruising easily, when I press on my tummy, my stomach makes this God-awful gurgling noise, I have this on and off dull cramping in my back on the right side, pelvic cramping…the list goes on. It's hard for me to tell what is real pain, or anxiety and oversensitivity/over-awareness to normal bodily functions...
I lie awake each and every night, desperately trying to fall asleep. But all I can focus on is my body and what it’s doing and what is hurting (or wondering if it is just my mind manifesting pain). I begin to feel as though my surroundings are crashing down around me and I fall into a terrifying panic that I can not escape no matter how hard I try! It’s by far the scariest feeling in the entire world.
What makes it even harder for me is the fact that my fiancé thinks I'm just "being silly", my family thinks it's ridiculous, and my friends do not understand. I am constantly being accused of behaving this way in some sort of a pathetic attempt to make people feel sorry for me or to gain attention or sympathy or downgrading somebody else! I must say, I most certainly am not health anxious for the attention nor do I seek any sympathy, and I most certainly do not do it to down-grade anyone else...I just merely want someone to listen. I just want to stop this internal battle I’m fighting within myself that I’m obviously losing and just talk to someone. Unfortunately, after my desperate attempts to be at peace, I’ve come to realize that the people in my life are selfish and only care about themselves. People always come to me b/c I'm the "funny friend" who is always there to cheer them up when things bring them down, but when I go to them genuinely concerned about my situation, they either think I'm joking and laugh (b/c yes, saying I have cancer of *insert body part here* sounds absolutely ridiculous but I'm HONESTLY petrified of it) or they interrupt me in mid-sentence and start rambling about THEIR problems. I've had to alienate myself from people b/c I am tired of not being taken seriously. No, I am NOT joking, I do not think this is funny and no, it's not just easy to stop thinking about it, otherwise, don’t you think I would?! I do not CHOOSE to be this way, I do not WANT to be this way and I do not want to LIVE this way...