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Hey everyone. For almost a year now, my health has been a total wreck. I went to see my primary care doctor, and she basically told me nothing is wrong and that I look fine. Blood work, urine tests, OBGYN visits, thyroid, blood pressure, blood sugar—everything came back perfect. She says there’s no point in doing more serious testing because I’m "healthy."
To make a long story short: I'm 24, work in food service, smoke, and eat pretty normally—neither healthy nor junk. I get some exercise and haven't dealt with major stress.
But over the last nine months, things have gone downhill fast. It's reached a point where I can barely function. My mental health is trashed, and physical stuff is piling up too. First, my hair started falling out like crazy. Then came the constant constipation and bloating. It lasts for days, and even when it settles, the abdominal cramps and pains won't stop. I'm sweating buckets constantly, even when it isn't hot. I get five-day headaches that just cycle on and off. My joints swell up, my spine hurts like hell, and my veins are acting up. My periods are irregular and way lighter than they used to be. The headaches give me nausea, I get dizzy, and I can't focus on anything. I’m starting to forget things, and I can't even laugh at stuff anymore... I've become depressed and emotionally unstable. I'm terrified of everything; I'm scared to even walk to the intersection on the road I've driven for five years. I don't want to talk to anyone or go anywhere besides work. I just sit in my room crying. I have these rage fits almost every day where I lose all control over what I say or do. I'm desperate. I end up smashing things unconsciously, then I break down crying while cleaning up the mess. I only realize what kind of crap I've done after the fact.
Who do I even talk to when I tell them, "Everything hurts—my heart, my soul, my body. Everything is broken."
I know it sounds insane, but I have an issue with absolutely everything.
Every time I Google my symptoms, it tells me I have cancer. I'm not even scared of a diagnosis; I'm scared of this madness caused by the pain. And it's clearly getting worse. The only upside is living alone, but I can't hide how bad this is at work. It feels pathetic to be whining about this much pain at 24.
Who can I turn to?
To make a long story short: I'm 24, work in food service, smoke, and eat pretty normally—neither healthy nor junk. I get some exercise and haven't dealt with major stress.
But over the last nine months, things have gone downhill fast. It's reached a point where I can barely function. My mental health is trashed, and physical stuff is piling up too. First, my hair started falling out like crazy. Then came the constant constipation and bloating. It lasts for days, and even when it settles, the abdominal cramps and pains won't stop. I'm sweating buckets constantly, even when it isn't hot. I get five-day headaches that just cycle on and off. My joints swell up, my spine hurts like hell, and my veins are acting up. My periods are irregular and way lighter than they used to be. The headaches give me nausea, I get dizzy, and I can't focus on anything. I’m starting to forget things, and I can't even laugh at stuff anymore... I've become depressed and emotionally unstable. I'm terrified of everything; I'm scared to even walk to the intersection on the road I've driven for five years. I don't want to talk to anyone or go anywhere besides work. I just sit in my room crying. I have these rage fits almost every day where I lose all control over what I say or do. I'm desperate. I end up smashing things unconsciously, then I break down crying while cleaning up the mess. I only realize what kind of crap I've done after the fact.
Who do I even talk to when I tell them, "Everything hurts—my heart, my soul, my body. Everything is broken."
I know it sounds insane, but I have an issue with absolutely everything.
Every time I Google my symptoms, it tells me I have cancer. I'm not even scared of a diagnosis; I'm scared of this madness caused by the pain. And it's clearly getting worse. The only upside is living alone, but I can't hide how bad this is at work. It feels pathetic to be whining about this much pain at 24.
Who can I turn to?