Health anxiety is so crazy to me because what do you mean I have a bruise that I’ve convinced myself has been there too long and that means I’m dying

I'm the same way. The number of times I'll have a random ache in my arm and be all, "WELP, I GUESS THE OL' TICKER'S FINALLY ON ITS WAY OUT!" before realizing that, nope, just a tiny muscle ache. 🙄