I have a tendency to "notice" things. By noticing something I mean that all of a sudden I'm freaked out by things like, oh I don't know, looking at my own face in a mirror, or become aware that I'm breathing. You know, odd things.
For example, today I "noticed" that I had a brown spot between my eyes on the bridge of my nose. For a moment I panicked. Was this a liver spot, a spontaneous bruise, a sore, skin cancer?
I then licked my finger and rubbed it and it came off.
This is hypochondria at its finest. I am afraid of a chocolate mark on my forehead.
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This brings back horrible memories of a mother, a finger, spit, and my cheek.
Graduation day from highschool.
*shudder
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