Ok, I've been living with HIV for the past four years. It's been very tough. I've seen the signs in a foot infection, lumps on my tongue, having to get moles removed because they were spreading and getting larger, two years ago I caught the cold twice in the same year, feeling my lymphatic system working overload, to name but a few.
I first realized I had HIV was five years ago, so I got tested. NEGATIVE! So, I tested again six months later, as per recommendation. Still NEGATIVE. Then the symptoms started I mentioned above. This was devastating. I would have to leave my wife and the USA, and return to Europe. My family would eventually find out and outcast me. I wouldn't be able to get work.
This was unfair, as in the past I had already contracted cancer; lung, throat, brain, and arse. Also, an enlarged heart, MS, osteoporosis, heart attack, and Staphylococcus aureus.
This week I had to have my blood tests and xrays for the governmental procedures. I was in a trance the whole time. I knew I would be unfit and pronounced terminal.
Yesterday, I collected my results. All ok.
This ladies and gentlemen, is life as a hypochondriac
The first time I can remember being a hypochondriac is discovering those small lumps that run up the side of the muscle's on the side of your neck. I discovered those as a teenager, shortly after I started to masturbate. I researched in the Youth Book and found that this was so bad (I mean, you were inviting demons in to the environment, and it could even make you become a homosexual) that this must be the reason.
There were many other instances of terminality after my conscience indicated I was doing wrong in the eyes of Jehovah (smoking, drinking, having fun, etc..).
I've been seeking help on this issue (that is hypochondria) for a year now. I am absolutely convinced that it is to do with being brought up with impending doom around the corner and now it has to be placed somewhere else.
steve