Two years ago I found out that I had developed an allergy to peanuts and tree nuts. When I first found out, it freaked me out. I was afraid because I was convinced that anything I ate would make me have an allergic reaction.

Logically, I knew that was not true, but mentally I was going insane. For the next two years, this allergy would control my life.

There were times when I could not go out with friends because I was afraid of eating somewhere where I could not fully know what I was eating. The first couple of months were really rough because I was terrified of eating the wrong thing and happening to not have my Epi-Pen with me. It is a constant fear that I have lived with for the past two years.

A couple of weeks ago, I had what seemed like another allergic reaction. My roommate had to use my Epi-Pen and it was all really stressful.

It was also very confusing because, even though it felt like I was having an allergic reaction, I hadn't had anything that I was allergic to. This made me want to go back to the allergist.

On Monday, I went back to the allergist. I was terrified because I thought that the allergist was going to tell me that my allergy had gotten worse. What actually happened was the exact opposite.

I had been told that my skin test revealed that I was not allergic to anything that the previous doctor told me I was.

This confused me and made me very emotional. Had I really been avoiding a food for two years that I could have been enjoying? Did I really just waste two years of my life on worry over an allergy that I might not even have?

It was all very hard for me to process. When the doctor told me that the skin test came back negative, I just sat there and cried. I did not know what to think.

The doctor explained to me that the previous doctor I had gone to had diagnosed me before really knowing if I had the allergy or not. She told me that she deals with patients who get misdiagnosed all the time and that I was in the right hands.

I remember feeling anger. Anger because a doctor had gotten lazy and did not take me allergy seriously two years ago. Anger because I had spent the past two years of my life constantly worrying about what I was eating. It had gotten so bad that sometimes I was unable to eat anything for days on end.

I am currently waiting for the blood test results to come back, but my allergist is almost positive that I do not have the allergy that I thought I had. Of course, if I do not have the allergy, I will be overjoyed. But the stress that I have experienced for the past two years could have been avoided if I had a doctor who cared.