This story isn't really graphic, I try to keep things as edited as I can...I didn't actually see It.

Well it's been a really long time since I've been here. I've actually thought my emetophobia has been doing better, but with the events of last night make me start to think otherwise. My case isn't really severe, as for some reason I can catch good glimpses of people Being Sick on TV or in movies and I'm usually OK. But when it comes to real life, V****ing scares the living life out of me. Last night I went out with my boyfriend to go drinking and play pool. We've done this quite a few times, and I know he is very capable of holding his own. I've never seen him get sick or anything. He claims he only has once, when his mom died. Anywho, so he got really drunk and I figured he's just like he always is... until I drove him home. He threatened car sickness, and I immediately started pulling over. He said he was fine. Of course by now my heart is POUNDING damn near out of my chest, and I'm starting to freak out. We have a LONG ways to go before home. Now, to me, there would be almost nothing worse than to have someone Get Sick in my car next to me. I think I would quite literally jump out of my vehicle, or slam on the brake and get us killed, something like that. To be trapped inside a moving vehicle next to that would mean death or something to me. That would be awful. Anywho, so I'm panicking the whole way, and he keeps telling me to stop freaking out and he's not going to Get Sick....so after awhile I kinda start to believe him. We're almost home and he utters "what's up" to me and I freak out thinking he said "stop" so I almost pull over again. That's when he tells me he's not going to Get Sick, but he probably will when he gets OUT of the car. So, this doesn't help my state and I am just scared to death. I'm driving SO carefully and going a litle under the speed limit, as I'm afraid the slightest bump would set him off. I told him I trusted HIM, just not the human body. So here's the slightly traumatizing part that I knew was coming: we do make it to his place, and sure enough he gets out of the car, walks a few feet to the stone, and yeah... Gets Sick over there. I know what's he going to do so naturally I sit shaking and staring out the window away from him, rocking back and forth. When he was done, he opened the door - just the sound of him opening the door causing me to crumple in a ball, shielding my face - and he just asked me if I was ok, are you sure? a couple of times. Spitting between sentences made me cringe all the more. I kept giving him thumbs up, not looking at him, and telling him "Yep! I'm fine! Just go! Go ahead and go!" lol When he shut the door I was literally SHAKING. Hard. I was absolutely terrified. And I didn't even see or hear anything. It took me awhile to unclench my state and put the car in reverse...I knew that going in reverse was heading toward Ground Zero...so I backed up as little as possible then drove straight as fast as I could...I didn't care that it was the long way around. So many parts of my body remained clenched through most of the way home, and I had my hand clutching my chest through most of the drive. The first thing I got home was take a sleeping pill to knock my ass OUT. That's my problem with people Getting Sick, is that the event replays in head OVER AND OVER AND OVER again. It haunts me.

So that's my story... I'm still a bit shaken up. And I didn't even see anything. Wow. The sad part is I will not be able to park near that Area at his place for a long time. And I'll be forever scared to go drinking with him...I'll let him have like 3 beers then be all Nazi on him and regulate him. He'll hate that. He doesn't understand phobias. He thinks I'm stupid for freaking out over V****. So he's going to think I'm really stupid for not parking there, or going anywhere near there, for at least weeks. I'm too scared to even see him, even though I know he's all better. It's just going to make that event roll through my head like a movie. He's online righ