Anxiety

The Rash: Dealing With Two Weeks Of Panic

THE RASH

Three weeks ago, we moved into our new home. Overall, the process was surprisingly easy for me. I usually hate change – even good change, but this was a much-needed change, and I embraced it the best I could. I already feel like my home is, well, home. I’ve adjusted far better than I thought I would, and yet, here we are. Two weeks of panic. All because of a rash.  Continue reading “The Rash: Dealing With Two Weeks Of Panic”

Anxiety, Emetophobia

What You’ve Done

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.

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Anxiety

I Am NOT Fine.

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About two months ago (I think) I wrote a post about trying out anti-anxiety medication. My doctor gave me the most basic, least-likely-t0-react-to meds, and put me on the lowest dose. I refused to take them. So many times I thought I was going to, but then I didn’t. Well guess what, yesterday, I finally did it. I took the stupid pill. Continue reading “I Am NOT Fine.”

Anxiety, Emetophobia

Regression

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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”

Emetophobia

Emetophobia Update: March 13/16

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I don’t write about my emetophobia as often as a used to. I mean, I guess that’s a good thing because it is not as prevalent in my life as it used to be. Still, it’s not gone. Still, it sometimes disrupts my life and makes simple things oh so difficult.  Continue reading “Emetophobia Update: March 13/16”

Emetophobia

What it’s Like Having Emetophobia

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I used to be really, super, insanely embarrassed of my emetophobia. I didn’t tell anyone. One friend knew. My family knew. But I didn’t talk about it to anyone other than parents. For some reason, this phobia seemed worse than my other anxieties. I think it was because I didn’t know how to explain it.  Continue reading “What it’s Like Having Emetophobia”