I need therapy...

I finally went to the doctor's today, after getting really dizzy when I got up. I was a mess--I didn't go to class, I forgot my phone, all so I could figure out what the hell is wrong with me.

When the doctor finally saw me, he told me what every hypochondriac dreads hearing.

"There's nothing wrong with you."

But. But.

"Everything looks fine."

He gave me advice to rest and drink a lot of fluids--saying it's probably "a virus"

Excuse my language.

FUCK.