Hi all, I wanted to post asking everyone to share theyre worst moment in theyre lives. When the phobia actually began.

Its understandable if you cannot remember or dont wish to talk about it, as I know, it can be very difficult to speak about it, which i have found when speaking to Councellar's in the past.

However I think it will help me and others suffering this horrible underestimated phobia if we are to share where it all began and try working together not to let this beat us!

I would now like to share mine.
It was October 1993 a day before the October break. I had this terribly sore stomach when I woke up, but because I always faked illness to get off school I just never spoke of it and went to school as normal. I also ate breakfast because I didnt want to get shouted at for not eating. The day went on and the pain never let up, and when it came to lunch time i was freaking out, as I knew I was not hungry but the teachers always tried to make us eat.(school is quite evil) anyway I managed a few bites of a sandwich and that was all. After that we were all outside for break time and people could see something wasnt right, and for some reason I acted like an emet, I didnt want to tell people what was up, so i used the excuse of a sore nose! Anway we returned to class and I felt really bad, very N* and very anxious. i just remember asking for my mum and all of a sudden I lost control and V* all over my desk. The class went eerily silent as I was rushed over to the sink outside. The silence and eeriness scared me. I was made clean myself up and return to class, and I was then made sit away from everyone else. It made me feel isolated and diseased. My aunt picked me up and took me home. From then on this phobia has always been a problem.

Its very hard to talk about this but Im glad i have written on this site to the people who understand the most. Please leave comments, much appreciated.
Garry