I'm not crazy, I just want to live a long time. I don't want anything over looked that could potentially lead to an early demise. That being said, I do love junk food and have probably shaved a few years off due to Big Mac consumption alone.
With each passing year, and each new skin tone, wrinkle, hair colour, mood change and food craving, I am more in tune with my body. Because of this, I'm starting to make my own judgement after basically becoming a self-certified doctor by watching TLC and Grey's Anatomy.
Here is a list of Illnesses/Diseases/Deadly Symptoms that I have been diagnosed with...diagnosed by me, that is...
Mentally: insomnia, OCD, ADHD, depression (so I can pig out guilt free) and anxiety (hence why I read tv show spoilers online and often ask my bf if he remembers that I'd like to get married one day)
Physically: overweight (heffer, hippo, tank are also acceptable terms), restless leg syndrome (aka dancing feet), cracked shin bone with probable blood clot, irreversible hunch back, and whatever it is that causes me to have to shave my legs daily. That one I hate the most.
"Not all bugs, need drugs!"
I am on no medication (scary), except the natural kind, and have never been diagnosed with any of the above mentioned. I suppose it'd be easier to sum it up with an "I'm Crazy", but I like blaming these actual problems better. I'll continue to play doctor until my leg falls off at the shin or my living room starts to resemble an episode of Hoarders...then we'll call in the big boys.