when I was 7, 8, and and 9 and being raised an Irish Catholic and went to a Catholic school, to stop the fear that I was gonna vomit I would pray to God over and over to not let it happen until i fell alseep from exhaustion -I also wrote prayers on regular line paper and then would paste them in newspaper to hide them - I also believed if I was good in school then God would help my fear of vomiing
Around 10 - 11 - and 12, I refused to eat any condiments - ketchup, mustard, mayo, any dressings and especially Vinegar. In fact i hated them and believed they could make me vomit. My brothers knew my aversions to these things and when my parent weren't home, would hold me down and force feed a combination of them to me. Can't even describe the torment I felt. eventually I developed an anxiety to be around them when my parents were not home.
Eventually as a teenager, my freinds got wind of my aversion to these condiments and when we use to play pranks on one another - they sprayed my friend's whole car with Vinegar. I was so into a panic! We went though a car wash and the smell didn't go away. Finally I had to get out and walk home.