So I went to the doctor today and was diagnosed with anxiety disorder. I had been in denial for months thinking that the doctors are ignoring my symptom to the point that I never wanted to go to another doctor in the futute. At first, I wasnt sure if I was going to be happy or sad. Happy, because at last, there is an answer to the question I always had about what the hell is really going on with me. Sad because there isn't a wonder drug that can cure me instantly. It is tough but I have to adapt to it more and hope to be better in the coming months.
