I'm sorry for coming on to this site and moaning about my problems all the time. I hope you don't mind another post from my selfish self.
As you may or may not know- I had started to take my anti depressants again because of a situation that happened. Well, after four days I stopped taking them. Then I forgot to take my pill one morning and told myself I'd take it tomorrow morning. Tomorrow morning came and I told myself I didn't need the anti depressant. Well- now I've been off them for about a week. Tomorrow I'm going to get back on them. I have no exuse to not be taking them. My psychiatrist coroporated with me and handed me pills for nausea and she is trying her hardest to make me panic free and nausea free while being on the medication. Why am I so stubborn? Anyways, on to what else I wanted to say.
Phobia is getting bad once again. I feel nauseous every day. I try to talk myself out of the panic by telling myself it's not real nausea but what if I talk myself out of REAL nausea one day and end up sick? I'm tired of fearing v every day of my life. I feel like emet is smothering me and I'm fighting for the smallest amount of air.
I feel sick right now and I don't know why. I haven't eaten since 3:00PM--that was about five hours ago. My mom brought Dairy Queen home because I asked her to get mea twist cone with sprinkles. Of course when she brought it home I felt sick. And I feel sick now. I'm having a rough evening. I was so happy and out of no where I turned into a mad man and I'm full of anger. I thought a nice bath would help but of course the hot water tank have blew. So in order to not stink I had to wash off with cold water. Didn't get to wash my hair because I'm afraid having cold water on my head will make me sick. Got out of the tub and got dressed. You know how us emets have little safety things? Well I have a new one now and I can't break free. I have to wear a pad every day because if I were to v I don't want to crap all over the place. All the times I've v-ed I have crapped also. Now deep down I know that pad won't do much if I did crap myself while v-ing but having it there makes me feel safe. Well, after the little bath which shouldn't even be called a bath, I forced myself to not put the pad on. And I got another safety thing too. In order to fall asleep at night I must have my Bible in the bed with me. My mom gave me a worry stone. Its basically an angel inside a rounded clear piece of glass. I have to have that worry stone in my pocket. I have to have my cross necklace on my neck. And in order to leave the house I have to have my necklace on and the worry stone in my pocket. I believe those items will protect me from v. How CRAZY am I? I just realized something tonight while I was crying.....I'm NUTS.
And I feel sick right now. I don't know if its because I'm stressed tonight or if I'm going to be sick. I feel hungry and I want that ice cream from Dairy Queen so I must not be sick. I DONT KNOW. I dont want to take any chances. I could cry.Edited by: mystikal star