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I can't breathe. My heart is beating five times a second. I'm dying, help me, please, please, I can't breathe. ... .. . The doctor in emergency said it's just anemia. The lady in emergency said it's just anemia and heartburn. The man in emergency said my heart is fine, fine, fine. I don't believe it, I'm dying. There are bumps in my throat and my nose is running I'm sneezing and coughing and fatigued I don't have a fever but my chest is killing me My jaw, throat, and head hurt periodically. How can I not be dying? ... .. . "Psychosomatic." . .. ... **** you. **** you for that. I think I'd know **** well if I'm panicking by now. This is real. This is what death feels like. This isn't in my head. I'm not crazy.
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Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC
Hypochondria
I can't breathe. My heart is beating five times a second. I'm dying, help me, please, please, I can't breathe. ... .. . The doctor in emergency said it's just anemia. The lady in emergency said it's just anemia and heartburn. The man in emergency said my heart is fine, fine, fine. I don't believe it, I'm dying. There are bumps in my throat and my nose is running I'm sneezing and coughing and fatigued I don't have a fever but my chest is killing me My jaw, throat, and head hurt periodically. How can I not be dying? ... .. . "Psychosomatic." . .. ... **** you. **** you for that. I think I'd know **** well if I'm panicking by now. This is real. This is what death feels like. This isn't in my head. I'm not crazy.
QSaint
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Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC
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