I am eighteen and haven't thrown up at all since I was four. I remember all the times I did very specifically, nearly all of them were from being carsick or drinking too much juice at once. I have never in my life that I remember vomited from being sick and when I was little doing it I have no memory of being scared or freaking out. Last march I woke up in the middle of the night really sick, I coughed and gagged and retched and felt horrible and finally decided to give up and vomit cus I just wanted to feel better and I couldnt! Every time i stood up straight I was gagging again and I seriously tried to vomit and i couldn't but I came so close so over the few days I was sick I never actually vomited. Anyway my point is I remember thinking very specifically once I could finally keep myself from gagging that it WASN'T THAT BAD. I didn't like it nor did I want to do it again but it wasn't the end of the world either. And I kept thinking "really this is what ive been afraid of my whole life?" but I just don't get t because this lasted about sx days and I was so happy and it came back for no reason! And now m exactly back to the way I was. I wish we could just snap our fingers and understand that it isn't that bad. Even when I think I feel sick I remember that one night and I'm like oh god no. It just doesn't make sense thanks for reading