Also I think in a way the experience kind of normalised vomiting for me again. Normalised it in that nobody around me freaked out. People were looking and wondering where the noise was coming from, but nobody was horrified. I didn't think the lady was horrible or disgusting (which is how I think people will view me if I vomit), I just felt bad for her. If I met her again, my only concern would be if she was feeling better now. That's quite weird for me, because I've always thought 'How on EARTH could someone be so calm about vomit, or not think that the person doing it was horrible?'.

I'm feeling quite confident about being able to cope. I gotta kick this fear's butt so I can get out there and enjoy my life :3