Wikipedia had been my best friend & my worst enemy this week.
I refuse to admit to being a hypochondriac, I'm just trying to figure out what is wrong with me. I have been doing more research this week than I did through the whole school year, but I am a horrible student so that doesn't say so much...
I've researched so many illnesses, I didn't know half of them existed or at all what they were.
Most of them mental illnesses of course.
I know hypochondriac's always think there's something wrong with them, they find symptoms to illnesses and make them relate to themselves. This may be what I'm doing, but I'm not normally like that.
Especially since I've grown up with a fucking massively hypochondriac christian grandmother.. I through christian in for fun, just to show she is NOT what I plan to become. I guess maybe I'm just too paranoid of becoming like her that I assume I'm also a hypochondriac, when really I'm just a sick person who doesn't know what to do.
Whatever the case, there's something wrong.
Oh, just a couple more random cell notes I found from I-don't-know-when
"I feel like every song takes me to a new place, I feel like every time I turn on my music I go on a new adventure in my head and it feels more real than anything I've experienced."
"I can't control myself and I don't feel attached to this body. Maybe my minds in the wrong body... Unfortunately for me its not as simple as finding a new goddamn shell, I've certainly outgrown this one."
Through The Glass - Stone Sour
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