I've been taking therapy since the beginning of January. I love my
therapist - I think I'm lucky, I've found someone that is trying very
hard to understand this phobia, has researched it between sessions,
and is very supportive and understanding. Anyway, two weeks ago,
the day after one of my sessions, my two year old drank her milk,
said her teeth hurt, and v* all over. I was able to take her into the
bath, help her while she v* three more times, clean her up, get her
dressed, get her comfy on the sofa, and sit with her and comfort her
for about 15 minutes. It might not sound like much, but it's more
than I've been able to do before - and I did it calmly!

My therapist is challenging my thinking habits. And I really think it's
working. She's not all about finding whatever caused this phobia,
and she's very realistic about the treatment of it. She's willing to
stick it out for the long haul with me, and she knows there isn't a
quick fix for it. She gives me "challenges" between sessions, she's
given me coping techniques, she's helped my rational mind begin to
take control over my irrational mind.

I know it's going to take awhile, and it won't be easy, but for the first
time that I can remember, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.
I have a long climb out of this hole, but I really think it's possible for
me to get out! And that's just so exciting to me that I had to share it!