So, I was diagnosed with Emetophobia around this time last year. I'd have panic attacks ever day or so about how I'm about to throw up, even when I was otherwise perfectly healthy. I lost 70 lbs from not eating, and had to slowly be coaxed back into eating. This was also my first year at University, and lived on Campus with a bunch of drunken partiers who'd leave puddles of vomit in the halls every other day or so. I went home for ages, and having come back, I completed my first year without much more trouble. I moved in with a room mate in an apartment in my town, and I've been doing so much better this year. I'm not much of a vomitter. I can count on one hand the number of times I remember vomiting since I was a baby, and with the strength I've been developing since last year, I've been feeling so much better. Until now.
My room mate is sick. He just went and got the bucket now, and he'd cooked for me earlier today. I am now a trembling wreck in my room, I'm petrified of leaving, and I'm petrified of his having the bucket. I don't know what to do if I have to clean up vomit, my own at that! What do I do? How do I cope with this?! AHHHHH! I'm trying to calm and center myself, but it damn well isn't working at the moment. I feel fine besides the crippling, mind numbing, jaw clenching anxiety I'm feeling right now. I'm on the edge of a panic attack, and it's going to be a huge one from the feeling of it.
So guys, wish me luck? ^^;;;;; ohgodimgoingtodie




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