I persistantly worried, more obssesively about my health, it went from one disease to another, costantly for years, believing I had every disease I thought of, I even got symptoms of them, which then exacerbated my beliefs even further, gradually I got better, however, I lost my dad 11 months ago, I hadn’t seen him for 15 years but then he died 8 months later, it affected me more than I ever imagined, I thought I was over the worst of feeling the loss of my dad, but slowly I have gone down hill