I've only recently admitted to myself that my problems with v* and illness in general actually had a name, and I can't work out whether I'm relieved or terrified. Putting a name on it only makes it more real, it's like I'm now fully aware that there is something psychologically wrong with me, and I don't know what to do about it. I can't be near anyone who even says they feel sick, let alone that is actually v-ing, and I will do anything in my power to avoid being s* myself. It hasn't inspired compulsive hand-washing or avoiding leaving the house or avoidance of certain foods, but if there is someone being s* near me, I need to get away as fast as humanly possible. If I feel s* myself, I'll focus on things that take my mind off feeling s*, so that I don't feel like it's going to happen, or if I actually feel it coming, I'll force it back rather than let it come.
[trigger warning, proceed with caution]
I also have a fear of coughing, which ties into this quite closely. I currently have a cold/flu with a chesty cough, and I'm genuinely afraid to cough properly, because it feels too much like v-ing in my mind. Instead, I'm forcing myself to focus on not coughing at all, which is making me feel worse, instead of getting everything off my chest. My chest is tight and rattle-y, and I know what I'm doing is wrong, every fiber of my being tells me it's wrong, but when I feel a cough coming and I feel like it might be more than a little cough, I panic. Part of my problem with this is the lack of control that comes with a bad cough, if I'm doing big coughs in quick succession, I can't control it, my body goes to war with my mind and I force it to stop, forcing myself to bring my breathing under control again, even if it's short and shallow breaths because I can't handle anything deeper. Sometimes the stuff in my lungs clogs me up completely and I can't breathe at all, and this makes me panic even more until I can make it clear up a little again so I can breathe. I also find large amounts of coughing difficult because I can't breathe between coughs, because the stuff in my chest is blocking everything up, which only makes the panic worse. If something tries to come up, I automatically force it back down again, because the sensation is too close to actually v-ing and it scares me to death.
But long story short, it's a comfort to know that I'm not the only one in the world with a problem like this, and I hope that we can all find a way of getting past it and leading lives without fear![]()



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