Wow I haven't been on this site for years...not because I haven't had any troubles, I just spaced it I guess. It's so nice to have a place where there are others just like me, and don't think I'm really weird for being terrified of V. I had a bad scare with my friend during the winter...I had to drive her home from the hospital and they gave her a medication she's never had before...and she gets sick easily, so I KNEW this couldn't end well. We made it all the way to her house, she got out of the car, then got sick outside. (Luckily it was nighttime). The first time I tried to be brave and I did ok, but then she walked up to her house closer to the front porch lights and said I might want to go and I prompty turned around and got into my car as she got sick again. I was so terrified I put my head down in my car and backed out like this, and peeled out and drove away as fast I could. I remember hyperventilating most of the way home and freaking out. Blah. She called to make sure I was ok. I lied. lol
What I hate the most about every Sickness event I witness or am around, it is BURNED into my brain and I never forget any of them...I'm haunted by them. It sucks. :<
Well here's my newest problem. I have a new boyfriend, and we are completely in love. I could not be happier, or more in love. One of his biggest hobbies is helping work on race cars for a team for the Pikes Peak International Hill Climb race...which his family has been involved in for quite a few years, and its a big deal. On Saint Patty's day, we were out playing pool and drinking with some friends of his, and one of his friends and I were talking and she just randomly mentioned "Oh just to warn you Jason (gets sick) a lot on/around race day, just so you know. We found out the hard way." (There's only one race day for the whole year for this particular race) Immediately my heart started pounding. I told her about my phobia, she just kind of looked at me weird. (Used to that, lol). She said she wasn't sure if it was nerves or what. I imagine so...
So I had already well promised Jason I'd go to the race this year, even flying down from my internship this summer in Indiana... but now I'm absolutely TERRIFIED to be there!!! I pick up on ANY sickness-like cues all the time, and very easily. Anything from chewing gum/mints to suddenly leaving an area...anything like this I pick up on and start freaking out wondering if they've been sick or being sick or whatever. Especially smells, anything that smells even remotely like V I freak out. Oh, and Jason does know about my phobia, though he hasn't actually seen my reactions. For some reason even when people know about my phobia they ALWAYS underestimate it, until they see just how much I freak out.
So anyway, yeah now I'm all worried I won't enjoy myself or the event at all, and I'll just be panicked the entire time. I haven't said anything to Jason that I was told, and I don't know if I should or not. Half the time I think "I love Jason more than anything, I'm going to be strong and act like nothing's wrong and be there for him..." but then the panic side of me kicks in and I envision me avoiding him on race day, or picking up every little possible cue, or just plain being panicked the whole time. :<
I don't know what to do... Tell him? Not tell him? Try my absolute hardest to suck it up? I wonder if I should talk to his dad, he has the sweetest dad ever who just loves me. I don't know. I'm awfully shy to mention something so weird to his dad... I just don't know what to do. I'm scared, and yet love him so much I want to almost force myself to be strong for him.
-Audra