histórias de Hypochondria

Hello, i am Haldor, i am 20 years old and i suffer with major anxiety, been diagnosed with it this year and i've been struggling for almost 3 years. This will be a diary that i will use to describe how each day goes for me, i'm doing this to calm myself before bed, and to vent about it. I hope that with this story i'll be able to reach people that feel like they're alone, but hey remember that everything will be alright :). PS. English is not my main language so i might do some mistakes here and there.

this is all just word vomit. not worth the read, but it is helpful to me.

The Pandemic. The battle roars on- how do we approach and conquer the virus? The planet is divided - who will win in the end?

In which a talented homeless boy gets found and loved by a famous band.

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Sick. Spiteful. Hypochondriac. And unwilling to visit doctors. A short story where you'll see my excessive worrying and over thinking about having throat cancer.

Burt's back, but how? Read to find out! In this enchanting tale, Burt wakes up in the hospital and meets a young girl who happens to be a fan of him. This girl is also in dire straits, and it's about to get worse. Graboids, shriekers, and ass blasters, oh, my! But don't worry, we're back to basics!

I fear disappointing people. The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. There are times where I forget what it means to be human, and delve so deep into an unforgiving feeling, that it destroys everything I love. I only have myself to blame.

What we read, see has a lot of impact on our mind subconsciously. Sometimes something happens that makes us question our sanity. A simple run that led to an unexpected paranormal experience. I still can't figure out if this was fictitious or real. Why don't you help me decide?

Alyna Rose Swift is a smart, loving and kind girl. Only thing she knows is to give. She's been a girl everybody wanted to be with. A bubbly perfect girl next door that's what she was to everyone but nobody saw the struggle and suffering behind her apparently perfect demeanour. Until one day when a boy named Asher Ivan Cortez waltzed into her life and turned it upside down. Asher is calm, kind and mysterious boy with a difficult past. Both have their own battles to fight but what happens if they are thrown together for a project that's equally important to them both?Will Alyna be able to hide her struggles? Or Will Asher find out what's bothering her? Will Asher be able keep the walls built around his heart? Or Will Alyna crumble those walls and help him?

When Lily believes she has less than a year to live, she has to find a way to finish everything she wants to do before her time is through. That includes confessing her love to Gumi.

This is a short story that I wrote for my creative writing class. My professor really enjoyed it and said I should enter it into some writing contests, so I thought I'd publish it here to start. This is a creative nonfiction piece that is based on a true story about the time I had an irrational "cancer scare" and how my mom helped me get over it, hence the title "Doctor Mom." My goal for this piece is to give readers insight into the context behind my hypochondria and to ultimately show readers that cancer isn't a death sentence. I hope y'all enjoy my story!

To continue where so rudely interuppted, Mumsie's Pa was the local alchemist. Grandpa had long since past on to the Great Dispensery in the Sky but Baroness Airhead thought because Grandpa knew all about snake -oil cures Mumsie would too, Mumsie knew diddly squit, but she could put on a good act and look intelligent. So we all had a good larf out of Mumsie's imagined cures. Especially the one for darling little Nella's (the Baroness's brat of a daughter ) delicate digestive system (constipation). After the cure Mumsie concocted Leesha reckoned Nella wouldn't leave the guarde -robe for a month! I laughed myself sick! To return to the fateful Cheese and Wine Party. None of us girls were considered old enough to attend. Nella, the Hardupski's only brat - was only 11 1/2, I considered myself the height of elegance and sophistication, but was only 13 and Leesha a year younger. However, I managed to wheedle the story later from Morgana, Grandpa's old girlfriend.

Surviving is hard but living is harder, Especially when you're like Nora Woods- a completely normal teen on the outside but an old man with ten brain tumours on the inside- at least that's how she says it herself.

Anxiously you wait,, checking for bruises and pain, your stomach lurches when you realise you could be in danger... 365?? What could it mean, and HOW did it get there?