Beware the Shapeshifter
Before ROCD became an issue for me, I used to suffer with hypochondriasis. I was a hypochondriac -I believed I was either going to die or have a brain tumour or was about to have a heart attack or my brain was about to explode or some other jolly ailment like that. At the time I was having all of the physical symptoms to go with them too - clever how your body can run with your own auto-suggestions, thanks for that. These symptoms were running concurrently with panic attacks that I had started to get in my late 20s. Photo by Igam Ogam on Unsplash I was always at the Drs asking him to take a look at me and I was always looking for reassurance that I was OK, asking the Dr repeatedly, reading books, scanning the internet, asking friends and family over and over. At one point I had the feeling of having swallowed a pea that was lodged in the bottom of my throat for about 6 months. It was all pretty exhausting. Then ROCD came along and blew that out of the water...