This is more of a wonder and just quite odd post that I decided to share.

Ok.
From the begining of August until the end, I was on an INCREDIBLE holiday with my mom and sister. We were in America in a convertible car driving around being complete tourists We had no plans, and fished around for a motel 6 every night Sometimes we got lucky and had a nicer hotel but motel 6's were good fun 3 times during that holiday I got sick. 3 FRIKIN TIMES! once was due to it being that time of the month for me. The other two were from the heat. I didnt V* once, and the next day I got up and we went on with out adventure. I was NOT emetophobia for 1 seccond. Not oneeee But then again... I never had been. After travelling from California to New York by car and train, we caught a fligh to Israel to see my grandma and grandpa. We stayed there for 4 odd days. Then we got home and it was 3 days till school was due to start back up. I went shopping with friends and got used to the time and all of that. I was soooo happy and healthy! Not a care in the world!!!
About a month after being at school, I felt really sick in a lesson, and went down to medical. I went home. I was fine in the end and went back in the next day (I hate it when people do that but I was 100% fine) we put it down to it being that time again.
Then a month later It happened again, yay... So I went home because I was just feeling nauseated at school. I went back in again the next day.
Then, I couldnt stop feeling ill at school. I went home again for a few more days.
I was getting more and more nervous of V*ing at school. I told my mum and best friend but niether of them took it seriously. I didnt really at first iether. From then on it got worse. I wouldnt go into school, and I felt so alone. It lead to me and my mum fighting constantly, and eventually me and my best friend. Then as I started to scarcely be in school, she miraculously developed anxiety of getting a cough. Come on! Her parents (who are very protective) immediately home schooled her.
So here I am, fighting with my best friend and my mum (me and my dad have never been close and he made the whole situation worse), So anyways, I was out of school and they were fining us for my absence. This made my mums anger worse.
So I wanted to be homeschooled because at that point, school and school only made me feel nauseated and panicy. After a lot of talking and arguing and crying, we decided home-schooling was the right choice for a little while. We set about finding a good home school option (we have now found one but I wont say what its called as its not certain that it will all go trough yet.)

With this all relieved, I set about apologizing and re-gaining my friendship with my best friend. Her parents,however, had turned against my mum. Please do not ask why. No one knows.... Something about her being rude. Omg.

So eventually we became friends (to this day theres friction between our parents). She doesnt understand this phobia. You cant unless you have it,can you?

So it was then that I was sitting at home with nothing to do aws I cant start my new school for a while, that I start panicing that I have noro or will be sick. Oh crap.
This fear got worse and worse and worse until I was in my room continplating suicide. I thought I was SOO alone! It just didnt occur to me that other people would have this!

One day I googled it and I realied how common it was!!! Soon I got onto this site and started posting.
Now I work with horses during the day. I excerize and muck them out. TERRIFIES ME as Its cold which doesnt help with anxiety and well.. HOW MANY GERMS?! and what if im sick there?!?! All of these though go round and round and round. but hey. Sometimes what I like to do when these though come, is listen to owl city they cheer me up, and when your life is like a music video then it makes it a little easier

No, my bestie doesnt understand. I hope she never does. Because the only way she can is to become an emet. I wouldnt wish that on Saton.

So, how could I go around America in all the strange gross fun amazing places and not panic once, I have NO CLUE! BUT, it is possible because I did it. And I WILL do it again.

Maybe it was weak of e to pull out of public school. Maybe it was just taking time to heal. I want to go back SO bad in 10th grade. Thats my goal (im in 9th grade now).

Im going to start THRIVE soon, lets hope it goes well

Therapys not the only answer if you cant afford it.
Please read my other post called "Our minds Sure are funny"