Originally Posted by
ciscoguy
Well, I stumbled across this wonderful site after being at my wits end with this phobia. Maybe someone will take me seriously because no one at home does.
Well it all started when i was in 5th grade. I had never seen someone v* before. Just so happened one day a bully in school sat behind me and suddenly v* out of nowhere. I reacted by spinning around and breaking his nose and splitting his eyebrow open. I then ran out the room crying and hid in the restroom and refused to come out. I was suspended for 5 days subsequently. I told my parents why i assaulted him, and they said i was lying, "people don't fear v*."
Through junior high I missed a lot of school due to my phobia. I had few friends, and if i witnessed someone v*, i lost control of myself. I haven't assaulted anyone since that day in 5th grade but I would turn paper white and pass out.
On top of my phobia, I have a stutter and suffer from PTSD, I acquired it right around the time the incident happened in 5th grade but was due to sexual assault. this only magnifies my phobia by 100%.
In high school I was enrolled in a small christian school, so my fears were much less a problem. Except one time my senior year when i had a date. She was a pretty girl, out of my league I'd say. We ate at a restaurant before a movie, she said she was gonna be s*. She didn't make it to the restroom. I ran out of the restaurant, knocking over a couple of waiters. I ran to where i parked my motorcycle and i had an extreme fit of rage. Profusely crying and kicking and punching my bike to the point my speedometer was busted. Needless to say we haven't spoken since.
I'm 18 now and attending college. I'm starting to loose my grip because everyone coughs hard in my classes. When i hear it my PTSD kicks in and I walk out of the room for the rest of the class. I feel weak, lonely, and scared in the respect of my phobia. No one thinks its real and I don't know what to do anymore. I have held back from doing fun stuff because of my phobia. I tried to commit suicide when I was 15 with 32 benadryl tablets. It only fucked my liver up.
I'm broken, truly. who wants to be friends with someone who is scared of v*? and what woman would understand me? I hope people on this fourm can relate to be and my situation.... Thanks for reading.