Lately I have been having really bad emetophobia and I really just needed to get it off of my chest to those who understand it
As you all can see I have been here for awhile - you can probably see my story on older posts. But to sum it up I had a bad virus when I was really little (noro) and it went rampant through my house and was pretty er, violent.
I was only 3, but overall was fine as were my parents and siblings. With the 5 of us, the household was only down for about a week.
I had v* other times after that for various reasons - other viruses, food, coughing too hard. But my last time was when I was 8 after spinning around too much after eating McDonalds.
Until 2015. Which I ate a sandwich and 6 hours later was in the bathroom with bad d* at my boyfriend's house. 3 hours of d* and panic later and I v*. The first time was scary and awkward cause it was the first time in 17 years so I had no idea what to do almost. 5 min later I v* again for a second time and everything was pretty much set from there. I only v* twice and then had a little d* here and there afterwards but nothing substantial. It seemed to taper off after the v*. I just felt gross.
Anyway I thought I was cured because honestly the v* was not that bad. I think I was more turned off from the d* because it kept me in the bathroom longer.
I chalked it up to the sandwich but the jury is out on what caused my episode. My boyfriend was sick 1 month prior from what he thinks was also food related with only 2 times of v* - but he said he wasn't as sick as I was and that I had caught a bug. But no one else got what I had which made me suspect it was food or anxiety...or both...that caused mine.
But I digress. As I said I thought all was well because the v* was not that bad at all. But come winter of this year (this episode happened in March 2015, right before the weather got nicer here) and it's like PTSD or something - all of my childhood anxiety started in the winter, and all of the illnesses I've had were in the winter, including last year (snow was still on the ground)
SO here I am, relapsing and hard. Unlike many people who v* in the past year I am no longer on my high horse of victory. As a matter of fact, I feel worse than I did in the 17 years prior. I feel like I am susceptible now or something. Tat luck was on my side for 17 years but I jinxed myself. And now I worry every single day. I wash my hands constantly, twice sometimes. I constantly body check. I feel sick when I go to work. I am developing agoraphobia and have to drive 40 min each way to work and am not handling it well. I still do it and get my work done but I don't feel good while doing so :/
I should also note that my general anxieties are flaring, I won't get too into those unless asked as they are not particularly emet related. But I am sure there's some connections there.
I feel really helpless and sad. I feel sad that I am so scared. And I can't explain how isolating the fear is. I like to give advice but in my moments of weakness it is difficult to receive the same advice - even words I myself wrote after I got sick! Because the panic takes over and all I can think it "There HAS to be a way I can stop what's about to happen" It is to the point where it probably won't happen at all but that on-edge feeling is always lingering.
I could just use some comfort.