I don't think I can pin-point a single moment in which I would say 'set off' my emetophobia. Ever since I can remember, I couldn't handle it. Though, it is telling that the first VIVID memory I have is v*ing in my pre-school class after eating some cheese and an apple. I remember that very well and I remember being totally paranoid and shaky afterwards. As I got older, I found that almost every night at around 3 am, I would feel sick and the only thing that made it better was to sit up, sip some water and try and forget about it. My mom gave me a 6inch black and white TV to have in my room and actually slept sitting up for A LOT of my childhood for fear of feeling sick. Come to find out later, I have acid reflux. It's mild (apparently) but it's enough to make me feel ill.

Mostly though, like probably everyone here, my panic about me v* or other v* was only cemented by specific moments in school and life that were traumatic. People v* on the bus, in the hallway, right next to me, in class, while drinking, while eating, ect. ect.

But, really, what I think probably would be the start of the emetophobia itself was the fact that I grew up in an old manufactured home (trailer :-P! ) and the walls are thin. My bedroom shared an entire wall with the bathroom. I'm not a heavy sleeper at all and my older brother got migraines a lot which caused him to v*. I remember more than once, plugging my ears and humming to myself when he did. I don't remember specifically a first time doing that, but I would say that was probably the start of the symptoms of emetophobia.