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Why I’m A Hypochondriac

My name’s Anna and I’m a hypochondriac.

I know I’m a hypochondriac because I’ve diagnosed myself with it using the internet.

I know because the slightest sniff of a symptom and I’m on Google finding out how many types of cancer I have (hint: at least three, no matter what symptom it is).

If I had everything I’d diagnosed myself with, I’d be clinically dead. Twenty-four times.

But there’s a reason I’m like this.

BECAUSE I CATCH £$%”ING EVERYTHING.

EVERYTHING.

Draw up a chair and let me tell you The Story of a Hypochondriac.

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