Does anybody else remember v* when they were a child, younger than maybe 8? I remember v* then and never taking a care in the as to why and how it happened. Then one time, when I was 9, I had tonsillitis. i ruined our annual overseas holiday from v*. THAT is when my fear started, and the triger was .... TASTE! That's right. My masive fear today is not from the act of v*, but the taste. A lot of other emetophobes have told me that that is a stupid thing to fear about v*. They're liek, 'What about not being able to breath, choking etc.' I'm like, NUP. If it tasted liek what I last ate, then I will be happy to v*. unfortunately, that will never happen. So I am in fear of everything since. I hope this was a helpful insight into one of the many reasons why/how the fear started.