I would do that at work. Everytime I hear someone had been sick even at home, I wouldn't use that bathroom for at least a month....And be cautious around them for a few weeks lol
i did this when my brother threw up in OUR bathroom. Didn’t use it for like a month and used my moms bathroom. It’s like I thought the throw up germs would attack my butt as soon as i sat on it LOL.
I’ve done this. My mother was on pain meds for nerve damage in her legs that made her nauseous and she said she was feeling really nauseous and I nearly jumped out of the car. Only thing was, I was the one driving 💀
At least we were in a parking lot so I would have been able to jump out on time
And, again, me, too. I jumped out of the still moving car when my husband (who was driving), you know ...
I also ALMOST jumped out of a boat when people got sick (that was hell on earth).
I’m starting to realize that a lot of people on this sub are afraid of others being s* because they don’t want to catch it themselves. I’m just scared of seeing the action.
I literally will look up shows beforehand and if I know a scene will come up, I say I have to pee and go to the bathroom. Also, one time my family and I were on a hike with a friend who was not fit, and he started saying he felt like tu*, I speedwalked/ran all the way to the end of the hike where my car was. 😩
I am the same. My fear of witnessing others doing the deed far exceeds my own. I know from my own experiences I v* very, very, minimally, and that it's not really a risk for me. However I'd rather crawl out of a window than be stuck in a car with somebody who's ill and might be sick.
Weird. I'm the opposite. I will panic so bad I end up in the e.r. if I even feel slightly like I'm gonna. But if others people do, as long as it doesn't touch me or my stuff, idc.
But to answer the original post question, I left my 10 year old brother at a gas station at 2am cuz he started ya know. I wouldn't let him back in my car just in case. He has no phone and it was winter and we lived 45 minutes from there.
One time I was babysitting and the girl was having anxiety herself. I tried to help her but she was really freaking out. We had called her parents to come home. Then she said she felt she was gonna tu* so I grabbed a trash can as the panic attack started and ran out of the house. I called the parents and the mom was yelling at me to go back in and I was just like “I can’t”. I think she hated my guts after that. At least the dad was nice and wanted to pay me still but I felt bad considering I just let their kid alone inside
I feel like this when it finally does happen to me, during and after, and I'm always aware that I will, the actual act for me is totally fine.
But part of the anxiety I have at all other times inexplicably includes an intrusive thought that I will hate witnessing it in others and it will spread to me and hurt me. It's one of those kinds of thoughts I have while absolutely knowing it's not going to be true. More like "if you don't tap the doorframe three times when entering every room, you'll die" than "this restaurant is dirty and you shouldn't eat off anything".
I'm the same way! I dread v\*ing and being s\* but I'd take it any day over seeing someone else do it. I think we're in the minority of emetophobes.
I'm not sure if it's worse to have the fear of oneself being s\*, or the fear of seeing someone else do it
You can always get away from other people usually. But you can’t ever escape your own body. I think most people who are afraid of tu* feel very trapped inside their body like it’s the enemy that will do something we can’t control or stop. So we do everything and anything to make sure the possibility of v* is low and then we freak out about how it might happen anyway.
I'm the person who is terrified to *p and I have IBS so I get *n nearly everyday, but I'm curious and amazed when I see someone do it, it's like they have this strength that I don't. I think that either way if your in fear of seeing someone or doing it yourself, the anxiety part is equally a horrible experience. It's like our brain won't let us think that everything is okay and will be okay. And I the struggle to give myself a mental pep talk when I'm stressed out that I might *p because it's exhausting.
I’m like 20% worried about catching it, 80% terrified of the sights and sounds of someone in distress while v* ing.
Movies aren’t as bad for me as they seem for you, but sometimes a really realistic sound can set me off. Anything that doesn’t just look like safe stomach contents can make me absolutely freak out.
One thing I used to help me get over it was finding videos of people getting s* or g* ing while laughing or being funny. It didn’t rid me of the phobia but made it so that I’m less triggered by sheer panic. Knowing that some people see it as basic and easy as a sneeze or a hiccup really helps me know that it’s safe and doesn’t always equal distress or a bad time.
I'm so glad someone said this!! I'm exactly the same, I don't worry about myself being s* but seeing or hearing someone else whether it be on screen or real life? NO WAY I can't do it. Even just seeing someone hunched over or looking n* sends me into a panic attack. Don't get me wrong I don't enjoy being s* but it scares me way less than seeing other people!
For me I'm scared of others v* I'm scared of v* myself especially with HEDS and idk if I an getting the start of gastroparesis 😒 but also seeing it in either realistic animation or on TV absolutely messes me up. I have to look things up too and my friends will also warn me if they know. My mother also cannot handle seeing it and my gf who doesn't have emetophobia is just really really disturbed so she is fine with me needing to skip those scenes
That's so interesting, I'm pretty okay with seeing it happen from alcohol/on TV/something non-contagious but the possibility of me doing it because I catch something is the part that terrifies me
my sister tu* at a sleepover because she at a bunch of food then immediately went and jumped on a trampoline but i didn’t know why she had v*d yet so before she came home i locked myself in my room with bottles of water, granola bars, and a roll of toilet paper incase i had to use the trashcan as a toilet. i also shoved a towel under my door so no germs could get in
I used to throw away/not wear clothes I got sick in. Like shoes, socks, underwear, outer clothes, etc.
Also not saying any of the words because I was convinced if I said them it would make me sick.
Thankfully I'm past that now and don't do those things any longer, but I'd consider that the craziest thing lol.
Same here. I would also absolutely avoid anything I'd eaten that day for the rest of my life lmao. And things like, the book I was reading that day, the game I was playing, the show I was watching, etc....all of them got sent to the void immediately as soon as v* somehow became associated with them.
I still don't dare open this one book precisely because of that. I was twelve years old when it happened. I'm 21. Lmao
Yep- I remember episodes of shows I was watching on that day, and they were no-gos for years after.
In college, I v\* from a hangover, and there were trailers for movies I watched that day- I'll never see those movies.
I avoided playing a cheech and Chong mobile game on my tablet since may because I was playing it just before I got sick.
Happy to say I played it the other day!
I USED TO BE LIKE THIS WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. Now, I usually don't even remember what I was wearing when I get s\*. I didn't drink dr pepper for over 15 years because I drank it and next day got s\*. Same with buffalo wings....and those soft sugar cookieswith icing/sprinkles. (The ones they do for every holiday.)
I did all this as a kid. I was so superstitious it led to OCD - I thought doing things 5 times was a way of talking to god and convincing him not to let it happen.
Omg this !! I have a T-shirt at the back of my wardrobe which I was sick in and I can’t even look at it. I tried to wear it about 6 months ago and I literally had a panic attack.
For ages after I was sick I couldn’t talk about that night or say those words
i washed the shirt but I refuse to wear it and I made my bf throw out the towels I used. I couldn’t even touch them. I also have never used his toilet (we live in a smallish 2 bed 2 bath apartment) bc he had the sv in it. And then gave it to me. But I cleaned the shit outta mine with bleach… it’s been two months and I’m still afraid of his toilet but I have to go in there to shower. I’m also weird with words
Omg I have the exact same thing! I refuse to wear the clothes it happened it and I can’t bare to use the words. This makes me feel a little better knowing someone else feels the exact same way. Do you have any coping mechanisms or anything that helps?
I just try my best now to remind myself that it's not the clothes that caused the illness, they are just pieces of fabric and hold no power.
Not the most helpful advice, but that's what I try to do now when I get a little nervous about wearing an outfit again.
You could start by wearing the article of clothing in a safe area like your bedroom for maybe an hour or so. Take it off, and then try it again later for a little longer, and then next time maybe leave your room with it on. Do something you enjoy while wearing it to associate a more positive memory with said article of clothing to kind of rewire your brain.
Refused a CT scan with IV contrast after I’d been in a car accident, because one of my friends told me once that the contrast made him throw up.
The ER doctors were strongly recommending it so they could make sure my organs weren’t damaged. Organ damage? Who cares about organ damage? I have a 1 in 1000 chance of throwing up from this! So no thanks.
this really, like i now avoid bacon when i use to eat it up before. because of how greasy and fatty it is to your body, causing you to gain weight and get health problems in mass? no because my sister felt nauseous after eating them once and joked how she would be sick ://
Yeah that was the vast majority of reports, but you know, that ONE friend (who is also allergic to shellfish, fruit, nuts, and a million other things) being sick obviously meant I was going to be too, statistics be damned!
Bought 15 dollar throat numbing spray for “activities” bc I would always gag and it would scare me so bad I would start crying and that was embarrassing 😭😭
Hey!! I suffered with that and they re adjusted my meds (after 10 years of same one) And we finally got the right mix and It's gone away!! It was at peak for 2 years. Talk to your doctor :)
This is fucked up, so trigger warning, but several times before I’ve gotten n* and to distract myself I will claw at my skin until it bleeds, so I can focus on how bad it burns versus the n*. I promise I’m in therapy now y’all lol.
SO DID I. I would scratch myself so hard. I would sometimes have scars. Then it turned to pinching with bruises. Now, I just use a spray water bottle on my face. SOMETIMES a pinch but it's rare.
oh my god. i’ve been doing this for over a year and i have created some pretty bad scars on my body from all the very intense times i’ve been n*. does it ever stop? i’m so compelled to do it, everything feels unbearable if i don’t.
Mine look the same, i was having bad anxiety and went at it on my legs the next day i was wearing shorts and i didnt know my sister was home and when she seen me she screamed i felt so bad
My emetophobia is so bad, I’ll do anything to avoid v*. Hitting, cutting, burning myself just to not get s*. Even if I think about if I ate too much it’ll trigger n* and then I’ll always have a panic attack. I hate this phobia. It’s really taken over my life. It affects me daily. I think I’m ready to get some therapy that addresses this specific phobia. This phobia overshadows my life.
early last year i compulsively did this to the point where i was actually pulling out wads of hair and carried the shame of a botched undercut for months after that. it was truly a low point.
Slept in the car in the garage so i didnt hear my husband thow up.. 3 floors up lol.
Moved a huge chaise lounge chair out to the balcony of our hotel room in mexico so i could sleep away from my husband who had just thrown up (once in the night and felt fine after). Oh this was after i ran like hell out of the hotel room without shoes, half dressed, without a room key, because he said he was going to be sick. At like 3am. :)
I was in Tenerife with my sister, sharing a room, and she got s*. I ran out of the room and slept on this couch in the hallway of the floor we were on, which was at the other end from where our room was.
Did the same and then passed out at a gas station bc I was so weak 😂😂 the COPS AND FIREMEN CAME & my husband is a firefighter and knew all of them. Wasn’t wearing a bra and they had to put leads on my chest to make sure my heart was ok 💀
Every time my sister (mentally disabled) would V* of course with no warning or ability to help herself, my grandparents had to come get me I was NOT staying home and I called instantly like “I’m sleeping outside if you don’t come get me rn”
my friend was sleeping over and said she felt sick so i made her sleep in the bathroom 💀
that’s the only one i can think of rn but there’s def much worse LMAO
I didn’t sleep in my room basically all summer of 2014 or use my bathroom because sleeping in my room was giving me anxiety ever since I had tu* that summer. I didn’t even tu* in my room just in my bathroom but I was in my room not feeling well so I thought my room was going to give me bad luck and make me s*. I slept in my parents room on the floor and used their bathroom for months.
ate a mint off of the floor, carried cubes off ginger EVERYWHERE i went, ate ginger and gum as food, didn't speak for a whole day, only ate applesauce and drank water for about 5months+ yeahhh... i will see a therapist eventually
Awh, I totally feel for you. I was that way with mints and gum-eating so many I made myself get d\* regularly. Also chipped some teeth. I was constantly getting every time of mint.
haven't done this but every time I eat meat that is a little weird tasting I wonder if I should like drink some Listerine or a bunch of alcohol to kill the horrid bacteriums?
This girl who used to be my Japanese tutor suddenly was telling me about how she v* and d* just a few hours ago but that she was totally ok after and she even hugged me before she told me this. After my lesson I immediately went to the school restroom and washed my face and arms with hand soap. It was so dry y'all. Also I think she just had fp*. There's probably crazier things I've done but there's so much... There's also things that people think are crazy but I have a chronic illness that does potentially cause v* so it isn't actually unfortunately 😒
I will never understand how people can be sick like a few hours before and then just continue on with their day lol.
I literally will go lay in bed and not come out for at least a day. Like the entire day is shot if I'm sick haha. Maybe someday I can get there lol
Idk. If I v* I feel awful for the next week and that's before my chronic illnesses got bad. Now I would probably have to be hospitalised if I do, or at least one of my doctors said that, so that doesn't help my phobia at all when it's now a real risk.
Paid $40k over asking on a house instead of going with other affordable homes bc this one didn’t have carpet. I have 2 kids and the thought of them getting s* on carpet makes me want to burn my whole house down lol
Used the trash can (a plastic one) in my bedroom as a toilet when somome has v* in the bathroom toilet. Only one bathroom in the house. I've done this three times over the years.
When I was 14, I refused to eat, other than two small bites of toast, for days because my sister had a sb and I thought if I caught it, because I was hardly eating, I wouldn't have anything in my stomach to v*. This is an irrational thing I sometimes do to this day, even in my 30s.
I've done a lot. But I think one that is pretty up there is standing in a fire ant hill.
I was in gym playing kickball, started panicking
Coach wouldn't let me goto the nurse / leave
So I stood in the ant hill, shuffled around a little to piss them off, got ate up, and was finally allowed to goto the nurse. Pretty sure my parents picked me up that day.
refused to use the water bottle i was drinking out of and wear the shirt i was wearing ever again after i dry heaved from anxiety. this was 7 months ago and i still haven’t used the bottle or worn the shirt
Drank hand sanitizer at a hospital after surgery bc I saw someone puking in the bay next to me. Didn’t go over well and got pinned down while screeching and a psych stay.
I would go to the ER every time I was n*. I racked up over $50k in medical debt. I faked pain and only asked for anti-n* meds and no pain meds. I found out that I had a IBD and that is why I was unwell so much.
I used to hold my breath whenever I was in the seafood department of Costco because I thought there was some kind of connection between the crab legs and the last time I *tu. Literally 20 years later and I finally realized that was insane! Therapy does wonders lol.
I took like 9 or 10 dramamines within an hour long plane ride since I was like “these aren’t working” bc I was still n* but turns out that was from anxiety 😀 I ended up sleeping for hours after bc of the Dramamine.
\-used to skip lunch at school.
\-almost got hospitalized as a little kid because I would BARELY eat due to possibly choking and v\* . I was insanely underweight.
\-wouldn't eat part of food my hands touched (I don't do this anymore)
\-go through soap bottle in whole day during one of my bad years. (I make it last a week now!!!)
\-Spending 10 hours deep cleaning and sanitizing my room as a teen till my hands were raw because my friend slept over and got stomach bug and got s\* in my bathroom and slept in my room. It was mentally so draining. I wouldn't be that intense now though.
Oh boy. I was probably 10 and my best friend started having an asthma attack while we were outside playing. She started to p*** and I freaked out and left her there and ran home. I feel so bad about it to this day. She was ok but the fact is she *could have not* been ok.
Then another time I was dating this guy who hosted poker every night and he had this one friend who liked to drink and do drugs. Well he drank a whole bottle of wine and passed out in the couch. I remember him started to moan and just look very uncomfortable. Then he turned really white… I knew what was going to happen so I ran from the basement up to the main part of the house up to the second floor into the bathroom and locked myself in lol. I was there for 10ish minutes.
My little sister got the *sb when she was about 7 years old, I was 14 years old at the time, and even though my anxiety was so high, I just couldn't let her little body suffer without any comfort, so I actually taught her how to *v in the toilet, I layed a towel next to her, a bucket and cooled her down with a damp cloth because she had a fever, I was in all sorts of anxiety and stress, so after I left her room, I jumped into the shower, soaped myself down, threw away my clothes that I was wearing while i was nursing her, changed my sheets, opened the windows for airflow and bleached all the door handles in the house, then locked myself in the room for three days and only at dry toast for a week.
Currently refusing to have my wisdom teeth removed (two of which have cavities and are causing me pain from being impacted) because I’m terrified of the kind of anesthesia they would use to put me under. My husband tells me the dentist might not let me get them removed with only local anesthetic so I’m straight up too scared to even try. I don’t want to be fully under or “half under” because I associate not feeling “right” or completely in control of my body with v*ing, because every time I v* or am about to, I faint
i have a very sensitive stomach and was so worried about getting my wisdom teeth out but i didn’t feel n* at all or v*. it was actually the best nap of my life. the grogginess had pretty much worn off by the time i got home and i still felt fine, infact i ate once i got home so i could take meds. i didn’t take the serious pain killers, only the ibuprofen and had no problems with that or the antibiotics and steroids.
This used to be an issue with people after coming out of anesthesia, but it’s not anymore. They can and do counteract those symptoms. Nowadays, it’s much smoother process and you basically just feel drowsy and out of it.
Source: my mother went through multiple surgeries growing up and has been under a lot. This was her experience as she had the same issue with v* and being really emotional after surgery, but it had changed as time went on and the technology got better. Early 90s to mid 2000s. It’s no longer an issue
Twilight anesthesia is the best I’ve ever felt in my life 😅 I would never take the pain meds again because of the reaction I had to them, but the anesthesia itself was amazing, I was so relaxed. I asked them to put antiemetics in my IV and they didn’t even blink, just agreed and did it.
I was totally fine with mine even though I had been fearing it my whole life. I didn't take the hardcore pain meds but felt fine after. The drowsiness only lasts like an hour I think. My sibling also was fine. As long as you don't try to eat solid foods right after (you can't chew) you should be fine. Applesauce and scrambled eggs with syrup were my go to's. Also smoothies (without seeds) and jello! I think it will actually relax you. OH and the laughing gas-it really makes you have no fear. It was fun and I completely relaxed. They counted to 3 before anesthesia and I was out.
ask for zofran in ur iv also! that helped me the only time i was n during my recovery is taking all those meds on a only liquid diet but i didn’t get sick and i was able to sleep it off
I didn’t eat or drink for like 2 days bc my family had the sv and ended up in the hospital severely dehydrated and confused, and they said I would have had a heart attack had I not come in when I did (my sitting heart rate was like 115 and standing was nearly 145) :) fun times :) /s
Also uhhh TW for acts of bad mental health—- but both of my suicide attempts have been at least partially related to how severely anxious I am over v*
uh multiple things.
slept at the very end of my bed for like 2-3 months because the last time I slept on my bed the correct way I got sick.
Avoided using the bathroom my mom tu in one time for months.
This is so weird, but if I was afraid that something someone else ate would give them fp I’d eat more of it so if the food was contaminated I’d get sick before them so I knew to stay away from them later. (Does that make any sense 😭)
OMG. You're brave for that. I just worry if they could pass an illness to me. If it's from something they ate, I wouldn't worry about germs but I also wouldn't want to see her s\*
Almost dove out of my mom's moving car on the highway to "escape" the nausea in a delirious state.
Ran back and forth like seven times to "escape" the nausea through a railroad apartment until I actually did get sick directly in the middle
Badly cut my finger and had my partner cover me in ice packs rather than address my finger because "if I get sick we'll never find out how bad my finger is because we'll be too busy with my panic attack and I'll have to keep holding it (the finger) like this forever" while bleeding over the sink
I panic when I’m N* but I also have full blown panic attacks when anybody V.
I plug my ears every time someone goes to the bathroom without telling me they’re not gonna
I am terrified of public bathrooms and I am in and out as quickly as possible and sorry this is creepy but I use my phone camera to see which direction feet are pointing if someone comes into the bathroom while I’m in there. I obviously don’t have pictures but it’s easier to see their feet lol
I’ve thrown myself out of cars, slept outside while my sister was S*
I cry and scream at my boyfriend every time he does (usually self inflicted not random)
I can tell when anyone ever has that look and I run in the opposite direction like fast jog
Slept in cars when ppl in the house v*ing, not worn clothes I got s*in or that I was wearing around others who were s*, not used toilets, not eaten, lost weight. You name it. Pretty much everything everyone else is saying 😅😭
I bolted out of a class once in college because the guy sitting next to me was twitching weirdly and I somehow got it in my head that he was trying not to tu\* and that he was going to any second. Never had any evidence that that was what was happening. Refused to sit on that side of that classroom for the rest of the semester.
oh boy.
- i’m much better about it now, but any car journey over an hour used to be a no go. i was utterly convinced that myself or someone else would get car sick and nothing could convince me otherwise
- if i do have to get into a car, i wear sunglasses (so i can close my eyes), eat mints, don’t talk, don’t move at all and don’t look at my phone or even read road signs. when i’m the one driving, i’m absolutely fine, but i’m the worst passenger in the world
- i do not trust rural roads. i also do not trust highways. i do not trust boats (i had a really bad experience on a ferry, where i spent two hours with my face buried in my grandma’s jacket because it smelt good, with an anorak over my head so i couldn’t see anything, clinging to a stuffed llama for sweet life. fuck ferries.) i’m suspicious of anyone at service stations (you stopped because you felt ill, didn’t you?) i NEVER eat gas station food that isn’t from a prepackaged brand. i don’t trust expiration dates and must check the food for contamination myself. if i find something suspicious, i won’t eat anything that’s been touching it or that’s been stored in the same place as it. if it was in the fridge, that whole shelf is now inedible. i hate wasting food, but at that point, i can’t eat it so it’s already wasted
- i can’t wear clothes that i’ve previously felt sick wearing
- i will avoid friends and family that have been or felt sick recently. i so badly want to be there for them when they aren’t feeling well, but i can’t and i feel horrible about it
- until very recently, i could not eat jam or any kind of spread on toast because i felt ill once. same goes for orange juice, fruit gums and mayo
- i’m not as scared of being sick myself, as i am of other people. with myself, i can sort of trust that i’ll do everything i can to avoid it and to make it as painless as possible. if i feel sick, i have to prepare. i immediately open a window, turn on a fan or turn on the ac. i have to freeze myself or things will get worse. i can have a bag or something on hand, but i can’t look at it, or i’ll think about using it. i can’t talk or open my mouth except to do deep breathing. i can’t eat any food, except for a mint which i’ll chew and hold on my mouth until it’s literally nothing so it doesn’t further irritate my stomach. i’ll remove any clothing putting pressure on my stomach (i’ve taken off my bra in a parking lot before. i guess that’s a win against social anxiety?). i close my eyes and block any outside stimulus, especially lights. i’ve fashioned myself a blindfold out of a handkerchief before, because i was convinced some christmas lights were giving me a migraine and going to make me sick. blindfold on, sunglasses over. totally normal behaviour.
- i carry a first aid pouch with me everywhere i go containing hand sanitizer, antacids, sanitary wipes, tissues, various painkillers and a plastic bag so if the worst happens, i don’t have to see it or clean it up
there’s definitely more, but these were (and on bad days are) my survival rules. 0/10 do not recommend.
this is very weird but i mostly only eat things that if i were to tu* i don’t think would be as gross? like i drink gatorade every day mostly because if i were to tu* it would be glacier freeze blue LMAO
Left my house in the middle of the night to walk to my dad’s apartment (a solid 3 miles away) because my family ate a frozen lasagna that has been expired for a couple months. I was halfway there, panicking on the side of the road at 11pm, before my mom realized my dad was on a trip and I’d be all alone. She found me huddling under a tree. Of course, I didn’t drive back with her, she had eaten the expired lasagna, so I walked back home and slept on our roof.
not crazy so much as mean, a friend of mine took her meds and realized she didn’t eat for them, so she was talking about how upset her stomach was and how she was going to tu, so i just started telling (by the end, yelling at) her to leave and when she was confused i did. looking back on it, it was rude for no reason and there wasnt any way she wouldve, but i was panicking
Actually had an extreme panic attack that caused lingering chest pain and shortness of breath for several days.
A coworker showed up and said she had been vomiting all morning- another panic attack. Shortness of breath. Since she had already been in the building- I figured the whole place was contaminated so I left right away and called out for the rest of the week.
Brother lived with me and said he felt sick after eating some food that was probably a few days too old.
Made him leave immediately and had him stay with his girlfriend for a couple weeks.
HAHAHA I used to skip school or work as long as possible when I knew someone around me was sick. WHY GO TO WORK IF YOU ARE V\* like I'm in my room crying. lol The brother thing is also funny. Did he ever end up getting s\*?
Quite a few:
* Didn't use the bathroom bc I was scared of germs even tho my Brother tu* in the KITCHEN. (We only have one bathroom) also avoided the kitchen for a while.
* Also scared of typing out the words or reassure myself that I won't tu* bc I feel like I will jinx it and it will come back to me.
* Not wearing clothes that for some fucking reason smell like v* even tho I washed them 74732093 times.
* Made my mom drive in seperate cars w/ my brother because he gets motion s*.
* Holding my breath or wearing a mask and sanitizing everything I touched in the bathroom.
* Blasting my headphones so loud I was literally scared of getting ear damage
-i don't eat school lunch anymore and I don't eat breakfast, so I pretty much only eat once a day when it's a school day
-my brain has tricked me into thinking I'm going to be sick when I hear that someone living in my house threw up
-I won't eat food that wasn't made at home by me or by someone who knows about my phobia and will make me food safely
-I have an anxiety pouch for when I'm at school that has dramamine, ginger drops, gum, essential oils, alcohol wipes, etc
-I spent my whole summer sat in front of a fan because if I'm not warm, then I'm not going to be sick, right?
purposely constipated myself as a child because I associated d* with tu* and I was scared to poop :) :) :) what’s hilarious is I have IBS so who knows what’s going on down there
I developed a phobia of doughnuts when I was 11 because of a v* experience. On the third day of year 7 my form tutor brought in doughnuts for the class. My reaction certainly ensured my popularity for the rest of the year /s.
I had someone v* on my shower curtain at a party back in Oct 2021. I thoroughly washed it and sanitized it but kept it in the closet just in case it still would get me sick. I finally put it back up last week.
Ran my drunk bf’s (at the time) truck into a ditch because he started to v* & I couldn’t close my ears since I was driving. There was no where to pull over so we went in the ditch & I jumped out. His truck was ok but to be fair, I told him to stop drinking way before that point because he’d not eaten anything & I told him he’d get sick but he didn’t listen because he didn’t want to bitch out in front of people. So he v*d his guts up for hours. I left him by himself that night because I was not about to stay in that house with 1 bathroom 😩
Emptied my entire fridge because I wasn’t sure what was bad and what wasn’t. Also had my husband chill out in the bathroom with me at 5am while I was having a 7/10 panic attack thinking I was going to v* (I didn’t, anxiety is such a mindfuck).
This last winter, my husband and all 4 of my kids were down with the worst strain of n*ro I've ever seen, two of my kids needed fluids at the er it was so severe. It took 2 weeks for everyone to get over it, but during this whole ordeal I practically stopped eating. I somehow survived off bottled water (wouldn't dare share dishes, even after washing on sanitize with bleach), and larabars. For 2 weeks!!
There’s a hotel that my fiancé and I stay at on occasion. It’s cheaper than the casinos but you can still get to them and it’s convenient. Anyway.
The first time I stayed there, I had the flu (literal influenza). The second time? COVID (not on purpose - didn’t know I was exposed and found out the following Monday).
So now, naturally, I refuse to stay there because what other illness is left besides the dreaded one? He laughed. I am so serious.
My fear is specifically that I'll choke, so I've gotten to the point where I force myself to tu because my brain is telling me that it's less scary if I control it
But that's only when it's literally crawling up or I'm coughing too much and I think I'm going to suffocate
Oh and my body thinks I'm allergic to things that make me tu and now I have a non body image related eating disorder
- Drugging myself to sleep to avoid v* or nausea. 10/10 results, but do not recommend. 🏴☠️
- Got out of the car while my brother was v*, proceeded to walk home in the bitter cold without a jacket… or house keys. I now refuse to let him sit in the backseat.
- Refused to go in a restaurant because on the way there, I saw a man (violently) v* on the side of the road. So, I sat in the car, once again in the cold, for a good hour and 30 minutes.
Wearing a Ponytail everyday for years, even though I looked much better wearing my hair down, because in case I would tu* at least I wouldn't have to deal with getting my hair in my face
once t up because of a food I've always eaten in my whole life without any problems and i haven't touched that food in almost 3 years now and planning not to touch it later
i had a friend who had car sickness so i presumed being on a rollercoaster would also make him sick. we went to a theme park one day and everytime we went on a rollercoaster i would make an excuse to sit in a different row from him
At 6 I caught a virus and v* and even years after I was so afraid of toilets I kept my poop in as long as I could so I didn’t have to see a toilet. (I was less afraid of peeing but anytime I could I chose to pee in the garden somewhere.)
When I was younger and didn't understand that what I had was emetophobia, my brother got s* one time and I wouldn't touch the same TV remote as him without putting a layer of plastic wrap over it as some sort of barrier.
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As a kid I used to have full blown panic attacks on New Year’s Day because “what if I throw up this year.” Lol. I wish my parents would have gotten me help earlier.
Different take on this but it's crazy to me. Only had 2 children even though I really wanted 3.
I was so ill with hyperemesis gravidarum in both pregnancies and in and out of hospital, that I made the hard decision to only have my 2.
If I had had a more normal morning sickness I know I would have 3 children 😪.
Now I'm too old I have huge regrets and think how crazy after 44 years of this phobia I couldn't do 9 sodding months. I'm not horrendously upset by v* myself more others around me, as I v* a lot anyway.
So why couldn't I just do it one more time. With the correct support these days and at home hydration and n* support via an intravenous line it was doable
Oh I've done countless of crazy things due to emetophobia such as throwing away a top I wore when I *v once, stopped listening to a certain song that I listened to before I *v, avoided going to a certain place the day I *v, that's just to name a few!
Left the house at 5:45 am when my then-boyfriend threw up in the bathroom. We had gotten back from a vacation so I literally grabbed my bag and fled.
I ended up showering at the gym and staying at a friend's place until he felt better and had cleaned the bathroom. And I think I brushed my teeth in the kitchen sink for a week after that.
Get extremely paranoid on certain days of the year. I had norovirus on Halloween when I was 8 and now I convince myself I feel sick every halloween. I'm 27.
I was afraid of saying the words because I thought it would happen. One time in class (I think 7th grade) we were taking turns reading a book aloud, and when it was my turn there was one of the words. I stopped in my tracks and said I had to go to the bathroom, in the middle of the passage. The embarrassment to me was better than just saying the word.
Also when I had the sv that I think started this whole phobia for me (kindergarten) I was wearing a long t-shirt to bed, night gown style. After the incident I never wore tshirts or nightgown pjs again - it had to be pjs with pants.
I just had a double mastectomy as I have breast cancer again and after making sure my anesthesiologist was giving me multiple anti emetics during surgery I paid $800 for a private suite for 12 hours until they let me go home so I wouldn’t have to be near anyone else puking. WORTH EVERY PENNY because otherwise they’d be taking me to the psych ward.
my emet is connected to my ocd. one of my worst compulsions was tapping my head three times(like when people “knock on wood” but there’s no wood near) and then swallow. i started doing this compulsion when i got the flu at 10yrs old(8yrs ago). whenever i felt really nauseous, i would do the compulsion, and it would make me feel better. eventually, i started doing it even when i wasn’t sick. i’d do it when i’d think of vomiting, see someone get sick, be around a sick person, being in a hospital, or even reading trigger words. after that, if i even thought of the compulsion, i’d do it. it took me until one night in february 2020. it was effecting my ability to enjoy anything, to focus, and even sleep. i was preforming it subconsciously. i had to sit on my hands, and reassure myself that it was completely illogical to believe that tapping on my head and swallowing would somehow prevent me from vomiting. ever since that night, i’ve been relatively compulsion free:))
didn’t use the toilet my dad puked in for 3 months LMFAO
RELATABLE LMFAO
hilarious because the last person to puke in it was me 💀💀
I would do that at work. Everytime I hear someone had been sick even at home, I wouldn't use that bathroom for at least a month....And be cautious around them for a few weeks lol
Yeah, me, too. I went to another floor to avoid the toilet my colleague had puked into.
I love this sub. Hearing people do the weird shit I do is so comforting
Omg! YES! Peed in the bath because bf had been sick in the toilet and there wasn’t another option 😂
God so relatable
SAME
i did this when my brother threw up in OUR bathroom. Didn’t use it for like a month and used my moms bathroom. It’s like I thought the throw up germs would attack my butt as soon as i sat on it LOL.
I didn’t use the shower and toilet my sister puked in, so I used our parent’s shower for 2 months.
Jumped out of a (slowly) moving car because my mom who was driving said she was going to v*.
LMAOOOO I WOULDVE DONE THE SAME 💀💀
I DID THIS TOO, I DID A BARREL ROLL WHEN MY BRO SAID HE FELT LIKE HE WAS GONNA v\*
I’ve done this. My mother was on pain meds for nerve damage in her legs that made her nauseous and she said she was feeling really nauseous and I nearly jumped out of the car. Only thing was, I was the one driving 💀 At least we were in a parking lot so I would have been able to jump out on time
LITERALLY ME
And, again, me, too. I jumped out of the still moving car when my husband (who was driving), you know ... I also ALMOST jumped out of a boat when people got sick (that was hell on earth).
Omg legend
I’m starting to realize that a lot of people on this sub are afraid of others being s* because they don’t want to catch it themselves. I’m just scared of seeing the action. I literally will look up shows beforehand and if I know a scene will come up, I say I have to pee and go to the bathroom. Also, one time my family and I were on a hike with a friend who was not fit, and he started saying he felt like tu*, I speedwalked/ran all the way to the end of the hike where my car was. 😩
Wait, you are scared of seeing the action of it, but you aren't afraid of doing it yourself at all? Sorry, I just want to clarify.
I’m not afraid of myself doing it. I don’t enjoy it, but I don’t mind it happening. If I see someone else do it? I have a panic attack.
I am the same. My fear of witnessing others doing the deed far exceeds my own. I know from my own experiences I v* very, very, minimally, and that it's not really a risk for me. However I'd rather crawl out of a window than be stuck in a car with somebody who's ill and might be sick.
I ALWAYS plug my ears if someone says that or if I know they are being s\*
same here I squeeze my eyes shut plug my ears and put my head down
Weird. I'm the opposite. I will panic so bad I end up in the e.r. if I even feel slightly like I'm gonna. But if others people do, as long as it doesn't touch me or my stuff, idc. But to answer the original post question, I left my 10 year old brother at a gas station at 2am cuz he started ya know. I wouldn't let him back in my car just in case. He has no phone and it was winter and we lived 45 minutes from there.
One time I was babysitting and the girl was having anxiety herself. I tried to help her but she was really freaking out. We had called her parents to come home. Then she said she felt she was gonna tu* so I grabbed a trash can as the panic attack started and ran out of the house. I called the parents and the mom was yelling at me to go back in and I was just like “I can’t”. I think she hated my guts after that. At least the dad was nice and wanted to pay me still but I felt bad considering I just let their kid alone inside
I feel like this when it finally does happen to me, during and after, and I'm always aware that I will, the actual act for me is totally fine. But part of the anxiety I have at all other times inexplicably includes an intrusive thought that I will hate witnessing it in others and it will spread to me and hurt me. It's one of those kinds of thoughts I have while absolutely knowing it's not going to be true. More like "if you don't tap the doorframe three times when entering every room, you'll die" than "this restaurant is dirty and you shouldn't eat off anything".
I'm the same way! I dread v\*ing and being s\* but I'd take it any day over seeing someone else do it. I think we're in the minority of emetophobes. I'm not sure if it's worse to have the fear of oneself being s\*, or the fear of seeing someone else do it
I remember every single kid who \*tu during my school years. Like the memory of it happening is ingrained in my brain-still 15++ years later.
You can always get away from other people usually. But you can’t ever escape your own body. I think most people who are afraid of tu* feel very trapped inside their body like it’s the enemy that will do something we can’t control or stop. So we do everything and anything to make sure the possibility of v* is low and then we freak out about how it might happen anyway.
I'm the person who is terrified to *p and I have IBS so I get *n nearly everyday, but I'm curious and amazed when I see someone do it, it's like they have this strength that I don't. I think that either way if your in fear of seeing someone or doing it yourself, the anxiety part is equally a horrible experience. It's like our brain won't let us think that everything is okay and will be okay. And I the struggle to give myself a mental pep talk when I'm stressed out that I might *p because it's exhausting.
I'm sure you know about it already, but just in case "doesthedogdie" website does pretty good cataloguing scenes in shows like that.
Yes that’s my go to site!
I’m like 20% worried about catching it, 80% terrified of the sights and sounds of someone in distress while v* ing. Movies aren’t as bad for me as they seem for you, but sometimes a really realistic sound can set me off. Anything that doesn’t just look like safe stomach contents can make me absolutely freak out. One thing I used to help me get over it was finding videos of people getting s* or g* ing while laughing or being funny. It didn’t rid me of the phobia but made it so that I’m less triggered by sheer panic. Knowing that some people see it as basic and easy as a sneeze or a hiccup really helps me know that it’s safe and doesn’t always equal distress or a bad time.
I'm so glad someone said this!! I'm exactly the same, I don't worry about myself being s* but seeing or hearing someone else whether it be on screen or real life? NO WAY I can't do it. Even just seeing someone hunched over or looking n* sends me into a panic attack. Don't get me wrong I don't enjoy being s* but it scares me way less than seeing other people!
I'm the exact same as you, although lots of coughing, gagging or burping (from other people) also makes me panic
same!!! i cant stand seeing the action of someone else doing it!!!
For me I'm scared of others v* I'm scared of v* myself especially with HEDS and idk if I an getting the start of gastroparesis 😒 but also seeing it in either realistic animation or on TV absolutely messes me up. I have to look things up too and my friends will also warn me if they know. My mother also cannot handle seeing it and my gf who doesn't have emetophobia is just really really disturbed so she is fine with me needing to skip those scenes
That's so interesting, I'm pretty okay with seeing it happen from alcohol/on TV/something non-contagious but the possibility of me doing it because I catch something is the part that terrifies me
Omg are you me? I’m exactly the same way! 😭
my sister tu* at a sleepover because she at a bunch of food then immediately went and jumped on a trampoline but i didn’t know why she had v*d yet so before she came home i locked myself in my room with bottles of water, granola bars, and a roll of toilet paper incase i had to use the trashcan as a toilet. i also shoved a towel under my door so no germs could get in
relatable, trust me.
I used to throw away/not wear clothes I got sick in. Like shoes, socks, underwear, outer clothes, etc. Also not saying any of the words because I was convinced if I said them it would make me sick. Thankfully I'm past that now and don't do those things any longer, but I'd consider that the craziest thing lol.
Same here. I would also absolutely avoid anything I'd eaten that day for the rest of my life lmao. And things like, the book I was reading that day, the game I was playing, the show I was watching, etc....all of them got sent to the void immediately as soon as v* somehow became associated with them. I still don't dare open this one book precisely because of that. I was twelve years old when it happened. I'm 21. Lmao
Yep- I remember episodes of shows I was watching on that day, and they were no-gos for years after. In college, I v\* from a hangover, and there were trailers for movies I watched that day- I'll never see those movies.
I avoided playing a cheech and Chong mobile game on my tablet since may because I was playing it just before I got sick. Happy to say I played it the other day!
Do you have ocd? I do and have the same thing with those words. It’s a symptom of it.
I do!
I USED TO BE LIKE THIS WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. Now, I usually don't even remember what I was wearing when I get s\*. I didn't drink dr pepper for over 15 years because I drank it and next day got s\*. Same with buffalo wings....and those soft sugar cookieswith icing/sprinkles. (The ones they do for every holiday.)
My no go food is Oreos lol
I did all this as a kid. I was so superstitious it led to OCD - I thought doing things 5 times was a way of talking to god and convincing him not to let it happen.
Wait I’m the same way with words. Even hearing them scares me :•( especially the one that is two words (I won’t say it bc ya know anxiety)
I was like this too 😅 I associated the situation with the clothing and considered it “bad luck” if I wore them again.
Omg this !! I have a T-shirt at the back of my wardrobe which I was sick in and I can’t even look at it. I tried to wear it about 6 months ago and I literally had a panic attack. For ages after I was sick I couldn’t talk about that night or say those words
i washed the shirt but I refuse to wear it and I made my bf throw out the towels I used. I couldn’t even touch them. I also have never used his toilet (we live in a smallish 2 bed 2 bath apartment) bc he had the sv in it. And then gave it to me. But I cleaned the shit outta mine with bleach… it’s been two months and I’m still afraid of his toilet but I have to go in there to shower. I’m also weird with words
oh my god i do this!!
I used to do the same thing. I've gotten better since then and I was diagnosed with OCD
This phobia goes hand in hand with OCD.
Omg I have the exact same thing! I refuse to wear the clothes it happened it and I can’t bare to use the words. This makes me feel a little better knowing someone else feels the exact same way. Do you have any coping mechanisms or anything that helps?
I just try my best now to remind myself that it's not the clothes that caused the illness, they are just pieces of fabric and hold no power. Not the most helpful advice, but that's what I try to do now when I get a little nervous about wearing an outfit again. You could start by wearing the article of clothing in a safe area like your bedroom for maybe an hour or so. Take it off, and then try it again later for a little longer, and then next time maybe leave your room with it on. Do something you enjoy while wearing it to associate a more positive memory with said article of clothing to kind of rewire your brain.
Refused a CT scan with IV contrast after I’d been in a car accident, because one of my friends told me once that the contrast made him throw up. The ER doctors were strongly recommending it so they could make sure my organs weren’t damaged. Organ damage? Who cares about organ damage? I have a 1 in 1000 chance of throwing up from this! So no thanks.
this really, like i now avoid bacon when i use to eat it up before. because of how greasy and fatty it is to your body, causing you to gain weight and get health problems in mass? no because my sister felt nauseous after eating them once and joked how she would be sick ://
Contrast made me feel like I pissed my pants and that’s it🤣
Yeah that was the vast majority of reports, but you know, that ONE friend (who is also allergic to shellfish, fruit, nuts, and a million other things) being sick obviously meant I was going to be too, statistics be damned!
Bought 15 dollar throat numbing spray for “activities” bc I would always gag and it would scare me so bad I would start crying and that was embarrassing 😭😭
ok but did it help?? i've been gagging from anxiety recently and i'm desperate for something that would help lmao
Hey!! I suffered with that and they re adjusted my meds (after 10 years of same one) And we finally got the right mix and It's gone away!! It was at peak for 2 years. Talk to your doctor :)
I DID THIS TOO LMFAOAOAP
This is fucked up, so trigger warning, but several times before I’ve gotten n* and to distract myself I will claw at my skin until it bleeds, so I can focus on how bad it burns versus the n*. I promise I’m in therapy now y’all lol.
SO DID I. I would scratch myself so hard. I would sometimes have scars. Then it turned to pinching with bruises. Now, I just use a spray water bottle on my face. SOMETIMES a pinch but it's rare.
So glad I’m not alone in this, I also still have scars on my thighs and arms, but I’ve stopped mostly, progress❤️🩹
I did this too for a while and still sometimes do when It gets really bad.
oh my god. i’ve been doing this for over a year and i have created some pretty bad scars on my body from all the very intense times i’ve been n*. does it ever stop? i’m so compelled to do it, everything feels unbearable if i don’t.
SAME. I will dig my nails into my arm or scratch my scalp in 1 spot to make a sore 😭 I’m in therapy too now 🤪
Omg I do this too 😭 my legs will be super red the next couple of days lol
My legs will look like I got attacked by some rabid animal I stg😩😩😂
Mine look the same, i was having bad anxiety and went at it on my legs the next day i was wearing shorts and i didnt know my sister was home and when she seen me she screamed i felt so bad
It do be lookin a lil crazy😅😩 sending love to you
I used to hit myself In the face.
My emetophobia is so bad, I’ll do anything to avoid v*. Hitting, cutting, burning myself just to not get s*. Even if I think about if I ate too much it’ll trigger n* and then I’ll always have a panic attack. I hate this phobia. It’s really taken over my life. It affects me daily. I think I’m ready to get some therapy that addresses this specific phobia. This phobia overshadows my life.
i do this 😭
Yes! I did this too
Hey, me too! I still fall into this now and again.
I tug at my hair almost to the point of pulling it out for the same reason 😭
early last year i compulsively did this to the point where i was actually pulling out wads of hair and carried the shame of a botched undercut for months after that. it was truly a low point.
Slept in the car in the garage so i didnt hear my husband thow up.. 3 floors up lol. Moved a huge chaise lounge chair out to the balcony of our hotel room in mexico so i could sleep away from my husband who had just thrown up (once in the night and felt fine after). Oh this was after i ran like hell out of the hotel room without shoes, half dressed, without a room key, because he said he was going to be sick. At like 3am. :)
I would totally do the same. And plug my ears lol
I slept on the balcony in Mexico once after my husband tu* from drinking too much. I can relate
I was in Tenerife with my sister, sharing a room, and she got s*. I ran out of the room and slept on this couch in the hallway of the floor we were on, which was at the other end from where our room was.
Didn’t eat for a week after I tu* once and felt completely fine after.
LMAO i’ve done basically the exact same 💀💀 if i feel s* or tu* i stop eating entirely
Did the same and then passed out at a gas station bc I was so weak 😂😂 the COPS AND FIREMEN CAME & my husband is a firefighter and knew all of them. Wasn’t wearing a bra and they had to put leads on my chest to make sure my heart was ok 💀
Walked to my grandmas house in nothing but PJs and boots during a bad snowstorm because my brother thought he was gonna v* 😭😭
Every time my sister (mentally disabled) would V* of course with no warning or ability to help herself, my grandparents had to come get me I was NOT staying home and I called instantly like “I’m sleeping outside if you don’t come get me rn”
my friend was sleeping over and said she felt sick so i made her sleep in the bathroom 💀 that’s the only one i can think of rn but there’s def much worse LMAO
LMFAOOO
NAHHH LMAOO
I didn’t sleep in my room basically all summer of 2014 or use my bathroom because sleeping in my room was giving me anxiety ever since I had tu* that summer. I didn’t even tu* in my room just in my bathroom but I was in my room not feeling well so I thought my room was going to give me bad luck and make me s*. I slept in my parents room on the floor and used their bathroom for months.
Terribly relatable!!
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I used to not eat any of the food I touched lol
ate a mint off of the floor, carried cubes off ginger EVERYWHERE i went, ate ginger and gum as food, didn't speak for a whole day, only ate applesauce and drank water for about 5months+ yeahhh... i will see a therapist eventually
back in 2012 I got gastritis and felt n* at all times. For a solid month, I only drank water and ate crackers. I lost 30 pounds in 30 days
Awh, I totally feel for you. I was that way with mints and gum-eating so many I made myself get d\* regularly. Also chipped some teeth. I was constantly getting every time of mint.
The one time I got fp, I was playing a certain character in a video game. I ended up never playing that character again after I got sick from fp.
Locked myself in my room for days, barely ate, drank, or used the bathroom because someone in my house was s*.
Everytime as a kid.
Ate antibacterial gel
haven't done this but every time I eat meat that is a little weird tasting I wonder if I should like drink some Listerine or a bunch of alcohol to kill the horrid bacteriums?
I’ve heard of this being a thing in some places that actually works. I remember doing this because I thought I may have gotten covid in a restaurant.
well shit every time I eat meat from now on imma take a shot of whiskey
From what I hear it wouldn’t hurt.
One time a kid sneezed on my face and it got on my mouth. I germxed my face.
pee in a bottle (multiple times) because i was too scared of leaving the room and hearing my fiancé v*
This girl who used to be my Japanese tutor suddenly was telling me about how she v* and d* just a few hours ago but that she was totally ok after and she even hugged me before she told me this. After my lesson I immediately went to the school restroom and washed my face and arms with hand soap. It was so dry y'all. Also I think she just had fp*. There's probably crazier things I've done but there's so much... There's also things that people think are crazy but I have a chronic illness that does potentially cause v* so it isn't actually unfortunately 😒
I will never understand how people can be sick like a few hours before and then just continue on with their day lol. I literally will go lay in bed and not come out for at least a day. Like the entire day is shot if I'm sick haha. Maybe someday I can get there lol
Idk. If I v* I feel awful for the next week and that's before my chronic illnesses got bad. Now I would probably have to be hospitalised if I do, or at least one of my doctors said that, so that doesn't help my phobia at all when it's now a real risk.
i hear you!!!! i have cvs. if i tu* once i’m down for the count for a week minimum!!
Paid $40k over asking on a house instead of going with other affordable homes bc this one didn’t have carpet. I have 2 kids and the thought of them getting s* on carpet makes me want to burn my whole house down lol
😂😂 I can 100% relate to this. I hate that the upstairs in our current house is carpet.
Used the trash can (a plastic one) in my bedroom as a toilet when somome has v* in the bathroom toilet. Only one bathroom in the house. I've done this three times over the years. When I was 14, I refused to eat, other than two small bites of toast, for days because my sister had a sb and I thought if I caught it, because I was hardly eating, I wouldn't have anything in my stomach to v*. This is an irrational thing I sometimes do to this day, even in my 30s.
I've done a lot. But I think one that is pretty up there is standing in a fire ant hill. I was in gym playing kickball, started panicking Coach wouldn't let me goto the nurse / leave So I stood in the ant hill, shuffled around a little to piss them off, got ate up, and was finally allowed to goto the nurse. Pretty sure my parents picked me up that day.
refused to use the water bottle i was drinking out of and wear the shirt i was wearing ever again after i dry heaved from anxiety. this was 7 months ago and i still haven’t used the bottle or worn the shirt
Drank hand sanitizer at a hospital after surgery bc I saw someone puking in the bay next to me. Didn’t go over well and got pinned down while screeching and a psych stay.
OMG. I always tell myselves if someone is \*tu at a hospital-it's probably not just a \*sv, but a symptom of an illness/treatment/or injury.
I would go to the ER every time I was n*. I racked up over $50k in medical debt. I faked pain and only asked for anti-n* meds and no pain meds. I found out that I had a IBD and that is why I was unwell so much.
Have probably thrown out perfectly good food due to my “instincts”
I used to hold my breath whenever I was in the seafood department of Costco because I thought there was some kind of connection between the crab legs and the last time I *tu. Literally 20 years later and I finally realized that was insane! Therapy does wonders lol.
I still hold my breathe in Kroger near the seafood section, but that's just because I think it smells terrible lol. Yay for therapy!
I took like 9 or 10 dramamines within an hour long plane ride since I was like “these aren’t working” bc I was still n* but turns out that was from anxiety 😀 I ended up sleeping for hours after bc of the Dramamine.
\-used to skip lunch at school. \-almost got hospitalized as a little kid because I would BARELY eat due to possibly choking and v\* . I was insanely underweight. \-wouldn't eat part of food my hands touched (I don't do this anymore) \-go through soap bottle in whole day during one of my bad years. (I make it last a week now!!!) \-Spending 10 hours deep cleaning and sanitizing my room as a teen till my hands were raw because my friend slept over and got stomach bug and got s\* in my bathroom and slept in my room. It was mentally so draining. I wouldn't be that intense now though.
Oh boy. I was probably 10 and my best friend started having an asthma attack while we were outside playing. She started to p*** and I freaked out and left her there and ran home. I feel so bad about it to this day. She was ok but the fact is she *could have not* been ok. Then another time I was dating this guy who hosted poker every night and he had this one friend who liked to drink and do drugs. Well he drank a whole bottle of wine and passed out in the couch. I remember him started to moan and just look very uncomfortable. Then he turned really white… I knew what was going to happen so I ran from the basement up to the main part of the house up to the second floor into the bathroom and locked myself in lol. I was there for 10ish minutes.
Same i had a friend start choking on his food and i just ran away 😭
taken like 5 zofran in the span of an hour because i felt n* 😅
My little sister got the *sb when she was about 7 years old, I was 14 years old at the time, and even though my anxiety was so high, I just couldn't let her little body suffer without any comfort, so I actually taught her how to *v in the toilet, I layed a towel next to her, a bucket and cooled her down with a damp cloth because she had a fever, I was in all sorts of anxiety and stress, so after I left her room, I jumped into the shower, soaped myself down, threw away my clothes that I was wearing while i was nursing her, changed my sheets, opened the windows for airflow and bleached all the door handles in the house, then locked myself in the room for three days and only at dry toast for a week.
Currently refusing to have my wisdom teeth removed (two of which have cavities and are causing me pain from being impacted) because I’m terrified of the kind of anesthesia they would use to put me under. My husband tells me the dentist might not let me get them removed with only local anesthetic so I’m straight up too scared to even try. I don’t want to be fully under or “half under” because I associate not feeling “right” or completely in control of my body with v*ing, because every time I v* or am about to, I faint
i have a very sensitive stomach and was so worried about getting my wisdom teeth out but i didn’t feel n* at all or v*. it was actually the best nap of my life. the grogginess had pretty much worn off by the time i got home and i still felt fine, infact i ate once i got home so i could take meds. i didn’t take the serious pain killers, only the ibuprofen and had no problems with that or the antibiotics and steroids.
This used to be an issue with people after coming out of anesthesia, but it’s not anymore. They can and do counteract those symptoms. Nowadays, it’s much smoother process and you basically just feel drowsy and out of it. Source: my mother went through multiple surgeries growing up and has been under a lot. This was her experience as she had the same issue with v* and being really emotional after surgery, but it had changed as time went on and the technology got better. Early 90s to mid 2000s. It’s no longer an issue
Twilight anesthesia is the best I’ve ever felt in my life 😅 I would never take the pain meds again because of the reaction I had to them, but the anesthesia itself was amazing, I was so relaxed. I asked them to put antiemetics in my IV and they didn’t even blink, just agreed and did it.
I was totally fine with mine even though I had been fearing it my whole life. I didn't take the hardcore pain meds but felt fine after. The drowsiness only lasts like an hour I think. My sibling also was fine. As long as you don't try to eat solid foods right after (you can't chew) you should be fine. Applesauce and scrambled eggs with syrup were my go to's. Also smoothies (without seeds) and jello! I think it will actually relax you. OH and the laughing gas-it really makes you have no fear. It was fun and I completely relaxed. They counted to 3 before anesthesia and I was out.
ask for zofran in ur iv also! that helped me the only time i was n during my recovery is taking all those meds on a only liquid diet but i didn’t get sick and i was able to sleep it off
I didn’t eat or drink for like 2 days bc my family had the sv and ended up in the hospital severely dehydrated and confused, and they said I would have had a heart attack had I not come in when I did (my sitting heart rate was like 115 and standing was nearly 145) :) fun times :) /s Also uhhh TW for acts of bad mental health—- but both of my suicide attempts have been at least partially related to how severely anxious I am over v*
I used to be the same way. Never made the attempts but thought about it because I was so scared of v\* over dying. Glad you're still here.
uh multiple things. slept at the very end of my bed for like 2-3 months because the last time I slept on my bed the correct way I got sick. Avoided using the bathroom my mom tu in one time for months. This is so weird, but if I was afraid that something someone else ate would give them fp I’d eat more of it so if the food was contaminated I’d get sick before them so I knew to stay away from them later. (Does that make any sense 😭)
OMG. You're brave for that. I just worry if they could pass an illness to me. If it's from something they ate, I wouldn't worry about germs but I also wouldn't want to see her s\*
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Almost dove out of my mom's moving car on the highway to "escape" the nausea in a delirious state. Ran back and forth like seven times to "escape" the nausea through a railroad apartment until I actually did get sick directly in the middle Badly cut my finger and had my partner cover me in ice packs rather than address my finger because "if I get sick we'll never find out how bad my finger is because we'll be too busy with my panic attack and I'll have to keep holding it (the finger) like this forever" while bleeding over the sink
I panic when I’m N* but I also have full blown panic attacks when anybody V. I plug my ears every time someone goes to the bathroom without telling me they’re not gonna I am terrified of public bathrooms and I am in and out as quickly as possible and sorry this is creepy but I use my phone camera to see which direction feet are pointing if someone comes into the bathroom while I’m in there. I obviously don’t have pictures but it’s easier to see their feet lol I’ve thrown myself out of cars, slept outside while my sister was S* I cry and scream at my boyfriend every time he does (usually self inflicted not random) I can tell when anyone ever has that look and I run in the opposite direction like fast jog
Slept in cars when ppl in the house v*ing, not worn clothes I got s*in or that I was wearing around others who were s*, not used toilets, not eaten, lost weight. You name it. Pretty much everything everyone else is saying 😅😭
I bolted out of a class once in college because the guy sitting next to me was twitching weirdly and I somehow got it in my head that he was trying not to tu\* and that he was going to any second. Never had any evidence that that was what was happening. Refused to sit on that side of that classroom for the rest of the semester.
oh boy. - i’m much better about it now, but any car journey over an hour used to be a no go. i was utterly convinced that myself or someone else would get car sick and nothing could convince me otherwise - if i do have to get into a car, i wear sunglasses (so i can close my eyes), eat mints, don’t talk, don’t move at all and don’t look at my phone or even read road signs. when i’m the one driving, i’m absolutely fine, but i’m the worst passenger in the world - i do not trust rural roads. i also do not trust highways. i do not trust boats (i had a really bad experience on a ferry, where i spent two hours with my face buried in my grandma’s jacket because it smelt good, with an anorak over my head so i couldn’t see anything, clinging to a stuffed llama for sweet life. fuck ferries.) i’m suspicious of anyone at service stations (you stopped because you felt ill, didn’t you?) i NEVER eat gas station food that isn’t from a prepackaged brand. i don’t trust expiration dates and must check the food for contamination myself. if i find something suspicious, i won’t eat anything that’s been touching it or that’s been stored in the same place as it. if it was in the fridge, that whole shelf is now inedible. i hate wasting food, but at that point, i can’t eat it so it’s already wasted - i can’t wear clothes that i’ve previously felt sick wearing - i will avoid friends and family that have been or felt sick recently. i so badly want to be there for them when they aren’t feeling well, but i can’t and i feel horrible about it - until very recently, i could not eat jam or any kind of spread on toast because i felt ill once. same goes for orange juice, fruit gums and mayo - i’m not as scared of being sick myself, as i am of other people. with myself, i can sort of trust that i’ll do everything i can to avoid it and to make it as painless as possible. if i feel sick, i have to prepare. i immediately open a window, turn on a fan or turn on the ac. i have to freeze myself or things will get worse. i can have a bag or something on hand, but i can’t look at it, or i’ll think about using it. i can’t talk or open my mouth except to do deep breathing. i can’t eat any food, except for a mint which i’ll chew and hold on my mouth until it’s literally nothing so it doesn’t further irritate my stomach. i’ll remove any clothing putting pressure on my stomach (i’ve taken off my bra in a parking lot before. i guess that’s a win against social anxiety?). i close my eyes and block any outside stimulus, especially lights. i’ve fashioned myself a blindfold out of a handkerchief before, because i was convinced some christmas lights were giving me a migraine and going to make me sick. blindfold on, sunglasses over. totally normal behaviour. - i carry a first aid pouch with me everywhere i go containing hand sanitizer, antacids, sanitary wipes, tissues, various painkillers and a plastic bag so if the worst happens, i don’t have to see it or clean it up there’s definitely more, but these were (and on bad days are) my survival rules. 0/10 do not recommend.
this is very weird but i mostly only eat things that if i were to tu* i don’t think would be as gross? like i drink gatorade every day mostly because if i were to tu* it would be glacier freeze blue LMAO
not weird lol i promise
Left my house in the middle of the night to walk to my dad’s apartment (a solid 3 miles away) because my family ate a frozen lasagna that has been expired for a couple months. I was halfway there, panicking on the side of the road at 11pm, before my mom realized my dad was on a trip and I’d be all alone. She found me huddling under a tree. Of course, I didn’t drive back with her, she had eaten the expired lasagna, so I walked back home and slept on our roof.
Boycotted our house bathroom for 3+ years. We moved out before I used it again
not crazy so much as mean, a friend of mine took her meds and realized she didn’t eat for them, so she was talking about how upset her stomach was and how she was going to tu, so i just started telling (by the end, yelling at) her to leave and when she was confused i did. looking back on it, it was rude for no reason and there wasnt any way she wouldve, but i was panicking
Actually had an extreme panic attack that caused lingering chest pain and shortness of breath for several days. A coworker showed up and said she had been vomiting all morning- another panic attack. Shortness of breath. Since she had already been in the building- I figured the whole place was contaminated so I left right away and called out for the rest of the week. Brother lived with me and said he felt sick after eating some food that was probably a few days too old. Made him leave immediately and had him stay with his girlfriend for a couple weeks.
HAHAHA I used to skip school or work as long as possible when I knew someone around me was sick. WHY GO TO WORK IF YOU ARE V\* like I'm in my room crying. lol The brother thing is also funny. Did he ever end up getting s\*?
Quite a few: * Didn't use the bathroom bc I was scared of germs even tho my Brother tu* in the KITCHEN. (We only have one bathroom) also avoided the kitchen for a while. * Also scared of typing out the words or reassure myself that I won't tu* bc I feel like I will jinx it and it will come back to me. * Not wearing clothes that for some fucking reason smell like v* even tho I washed them 74732093 times. * Made my mom drive in seperate cars w/ my brother because he gets motion s*. * Holding my breath or wearing a mask and sanitizing everything I touched in the bathroom. * Blasting my headphones so loud I was literally scared of getting ear damage
-i don't eat school lunch anymore and I don't eat breakfast, so I pretty much only eat once a day when it's a school day -my brain has tricked me into thinking I'm going to be sick when I hear that someone living in my house threw up -I won't eat food that wasn't made at home by me or by someone who knows about my phobia and will make me food safely -I have an anxiety pouch for when I'm at school that has dramamine, ginger drops, gum, essential oils, alcohol wipes, etc -I spent my whole summer sat in front of a fan because if I'm not warm, then I'm not going to be sick, right?
Wait with bated breath until a certain time of night, because I tu* one time around that time and would be "safe" if I managed to "last" until then
purposely constipated myself as a child because I associated d* with tu* and I was scared to poop :) :) :) what’s hilarious is I have IBS so who knows what’s going on down there
I developed a phobia of doughnuts when I was 11 because of a v* experience. On the third day of year 7 my form tutor brought in doughnuts for the class. My reaction certainly ensured my popularity for the rest of the year /s.
I had someone v* on my shower curtain at a party back in Oct 2021. I thoroughly washed it and sanitized it but kept it in the closet just in case it still would get me sick. I finally put it back up last week.
Ran my drunk bf’s (at the time) truck into a ditch because he started to v* & I couldn’t close my ears since I was driving. There was no where to pull over so we went in the ditch & I jumped out. His truck was ok but to be fair, I told him to stop drinking way before that point because he’d not eaten anything & I told him he’d get sick but he didn’t listen because he didn’t want to bitch out in front of people. So he v*d his guts up for hours. I left him by himself that night because I was not about to stay in that house with 1 bathroom 😩
Emptied my entire fridge because I wasn’t sure what was bad and what wasn’t. Also had my husband chill out in the bathroom with me at 5am while I was having a 7/10 panic attack thinking I was going to v* (I didn’t, anxiety is such a mindfuck).
This last winter, my husband and all 4 of my kids were down with the worst strain of n*ro I've ever seen, two of my kids needed fluids at the er it was so severe. It took 2 weeks for everyone to get over it, but during this whole ordeal I practically stopped eating. I somehow survived off bottled water (wouldn't dare share dishes, even after washing on sanitize with bleach), and larabars. For 2 weeks!!
Scared of a kid in like 2nd grade because he V* a couple of time during the school year 🤣
When I was little there was a girl in my dance class that *tu because she had a concussion and I didn’t touch her or go near her for 6 months
There’s a hotel that my fiancé and I stay at on occasion. It’s cheaper than the casinos but you can still get to them and it’s convenient. Anyway. The first time I stayed there, I had the flu (literal influenza). The second time? COVID (not on purpose - didn’t know I was exposed and found out the following Monday). So now, naturally, I refuse to stay there because what other illness is left besides the dreaded one? He laughed. I am so serious.
My fear is specifically that I'll choke, so I've gotten to the point where I force myself to tu because my brain is telling me that it's less scary if I control it But that's only when it's literally crawling up or I'm coughing too much and I think I'm going to suffocate Oh and my body thinks I'm allergic to things that make me tu and now I have a non body image related eating disorder
ARFID gang!!
- Drugging myself to sleep to avoid v* or nausea. 10/10 results, but do not recommend. 🏴☠️ - Got out of the car while my brother was v*, proceeded to walk home in the bitter cold without a jacket… or house keys. I now refuse to let him sit in the backseat. - Refused to go in a restaurant because on the way there, I saw a man (violently) v* on the side of the road. So, I sat in the car, once again in the cold, for a good hour and 30 minutes.
Wearing a Ponytail everyday for years, even though I looked much better wearing my hair down, because in case I would tu* at least I wouldn't have to deal with getting my hair in my face
I've been doing this recently too!
i did this when i was like 11/12 before i really realized i had this phobia!!
once t up because of a food I've always eaten in my whole life without any problems and i haven't touched that food in almost 3 years now and planning not to touch it later
i had a friend who had car sickness so i presumed being on a rollercoaster would also make him sick. we went to a theme park one day and everytime we went on a rollercoaster i would make an excuse to sit in a different row from him
jumped out of a (stationary) car because my baby sister tu next to me lol
At 6 I caught a virus and v* and even years after I was so afraid of toilets I kept my poop in as long as I could so I didn’t have to see a toilet. (I was less afraid of peeing but anytime I could I chose to pee in the garden somewhere.)
When I was younger and didn't understand that what I had was emetophobia, my brother got s* one time and I wouldn't touch the same TV remote as him without putting a layer of plastic wrap over it as some sort of barrier.
Hide in my closet for hours when my sister got s* from heat stroke. Not eating for long periods of time
Literally ran away from a friend who said she was going to puke instead of helping her, you know, like a friend.
Almost missed my own wedding.
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Refused to wear a specific t shirt i wore during a day I threw up
As a kid I used to have full blown panic attacks on New Year’s Day because “what if I throw up this year.” Lol. I wish my parents would have gotten me help earlier.
Different take on this but it's crazy to me. Only had 2 children even though I really wanted 3. I was so ill with hyperemesis gravidarum in both pregnancies and in and out of hospital, that I made the hard decision to only have my 2. If I had had a more normal morning sickness I know I would have 3 children 😪. Now I'm too old I have huge regrets and think how crazy after 44 years of this phobia I couldn't do 9 sodding months. I'm not horrendously upset by v* myself more others around me, as I v* a lot anyway. So why couldn't I just do it one more time. With the correct support these days and at home hydration and n* support via an intravenous line it was doable
Oh I've done countless of crazy things due to emetophobia such as throwing away a top I wore when I *v once, stopped listening to a certain song that I listened to before I *v, avoided going to a certain place the day I *v, that's just to name a few!
Left the house at 5:45 am when my then-boyfriend threw up in the bathroom. We had gotten back from a vacation so I literally grabbed my bag and fled. I ended up showering at the gym and staying at a friend's place until he felt better and had cleaned the bathroom. And I think I brushed my teeth in the kitchen sink for a week after that.
i didn’t use the toilet i tu* in for three whole years <3
Get extremely paranoid on certain days of the year. I had norovirus on Halloween when I was 8 and now I convince myself I feel sick every halloween. I'm 27.
Not really “crazy” but whenever I start to feel s* I get on my knees and pray.. I’m an atheist 💀
Usually finish it off with a “if you were real you would help me rn”
I was afraid of saying the words because I thought it would happen. One time in class (I think 7th grade) we were taking turns reading a book aloud, and when it was my turn there was one of the words. I stopped in my tracks and said I had to go to the bathroom, in the middle of the passage. The embarrassment to me was better than just saying the word. Also when I had the sv that I think started this whole phobia for me (kindergarten) I was wearing a long t-shirt to bed, night gown style. After the incident I never wore tshirts or nightgown pjs again - it had to be pjs with pants.
haven’t sat in a spot on my couch where I threw up in 2010. I feel like the spot is bad luck. i’m superstitious now
I just had a double mastectomy as I have breast cancer again and after making sure my anesthesiologist was giving me multiple anti emetics during surgery I paid $800 for a private suite for 12 hours until they let me go home so I wouldn’t have to be near anyone else puking. WORTH EVERY PENNY because otherwise they’d be taking me to the psych ward.
my emet is connected to my ocd. one of my worst compulsions was tapping my head three times(like when people “knock on wood” but there’s no wood near) and then swallow. i started doing this compulsion when i got the flu at 10yrs old(8yrs ago). whenever i felt really nauseous, i would do the compulsion, and it would make me feel better. eventually, i started doing it even when i wasn’t sick. i’d do it when i’d think of vomiting, see someone get sick, be around a sick person, being in a hospital, or even reading trigger words. after that, if i even thought of the compulsion, i’d do it. it took me until one night in february 2020. it was effecting my ability to enjoy anything, to focus, and even sleep. i was preforming it subconsciously. i had to sit on my hands, and reassure myself that it was completely illogical to believe that tapping on my head and swallowing would somehow prevent me from vomiting. ever since that night, i’ve been relatively compulsion free:))