This conversation makes me so sad! I was in italy september last year where my boyfriends family own a restaurant, we spent all day eating new things, stuffing our faces, we went to bed every night feeling like big round balls and still woke up to do it all again, I loved every moment of that holiday but come december my emet got really out of hand and now I battle to eat out at all, when I do its always vegetarian and have anxiety for about 3 days after.. I hate that this phobia controls so much of our lives! I wish I could somehow go back to enjoying food!