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My name is Kelleigh. I'm 24, from MA. I've had severe anxiety since at least the age of 6 years old. Although overall I am anxious in regard to everything, v* is my chief phobia, so-to-say.
When I was a toddler living with my mother, I was lactose, and she left me with her drunk boyfriend. He didn't feel like paying special attention to me or what I was supposed to have to drink or eat, so he'd give me what I wasn't supposed to have, causing me to be sick in my room. He'd later see that I'd been sick, and shove my face in it, then throw me in the tub with my clothes on telling me to wash up before my mom got home.
I don't recall how many actual times this happened, but it was at least twice. One time my mother did find out, and she and him fought it out, then he was soon after arrested for some other reason, and we've never seen him again.
So that's how my story began, and here I am today. I've survived going on 13 years since actually being sick, and have been pregnant twice, and birthed two beautiful children, all without v* in the process.
I am looking forward to speaking with you all, reading your stories, and sharing my own. It's nice to know I am one of many, even though I wish none of us had a phobia to join a forum about to begin with. Good luck everybody.
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Your story is so traumatising, I'm really sorry you had to go through that, it's horrible. I hope you find some understanding and hope here 
