Emetophobia is my default. When everything else is okay, when I’m not particularly worried about a certain mole or dull pain, when depression slips away…emetophobia is always there. Continue reading “Too Tired To Fight – Emetophobia Update”
If you suffer from any mental health issues, you probably know that feeling when you are just so tired of explaining the same things over and over again. Sometimes, explaining my disorders or the reasons for my weird behaviour is embarrassing (which it shouldn’t be, but it feels that way), frustrating, or just plain hard. This post is about 25% silliness and 75% seriousness. It is also 100% true. Continue reading ““What’s Wrong With You?” – An FAQ About Me”
When I was a kid and first began experiencing severe anxiety, my dad would tell me the same words over and over again: “Do it afraid.” Continue reading “Do It Afraid”
In the 2016 study, Does ‘Fear Of Dying’ Indicate A More Severe Presentation Of Panic Disorder? Douglas Gazarian and researchers examine anxiety and panic disorder. The researchers write:
“Theory on anxiety sensitivity suggests that individuals with PD [panic disorder] have a heightened fear of anxiety symptoms (i.e., “fear of fear”).”
When I was about 10 years old, two years after I stopped eating, my pediatrician was worried that I had anorexia. I was forced to talk on the phone with a helpline. They asked me various questions, like “Why don’t you want to eat?” And “Do you like the way your body looks?” I was actually pretty confused because I knew what they were implying. And I, of course, did not have an eating disorder! Continue reading “I Have An Eating Disorder”
You know how people always say that they would never change [insert generally negative aspect/characteristic/health issue] about themselves? Because that thing made them stronger or more empathetic or a better person in general? Yeah well as noble as that sentiment is, I would get rid of my anxiety disorders in a heartbeat. Continue reading “Burnt Fingers and Ruined Vacations”
I have majorly regressed with my emetophobia.
And while it is both frustrating, it is also encouraging (I will explain that one in a bit). This post is not just about my emetophobia though, it’s also about my dog.
Ah, good ol’ emetophobia – just when I think I’ve (mostly) recovered, you come back into my life! Thanks, emetophobia, you’ve been more loyal than anyone else! Thanks, emetophobia, you’ve always helped me lose weight! Thanks, emetophobia, keeping me up late at night so I can be more productive. What a great friend you are.
Yes, the unthinkable happened to me about a week ago. The biggest fear. It happened. It’s over. Now what? Continue reading “It Happened, It’s Over…Now What?”
I have regressed. In some ways, it is comforting, dealing with a well-known anxiety. But in other ways, it is extremely frustrating. My emetophobia is back full force. It seemed to come completely out of nowhere, last Tuesday night. But now I realize, nope, it had a trigger. And that trigger was my new puppy. Continue reading “Regression”