My emetaphobia has come back! I largely had it under control from when it was controlling my life a few years ago.
I've had an incident in the kitchen where something fell of the fridge and I bent down, to pick it up. Had the taste of vomit in my mouth. Had to rush to brush my teeth to remove the taste. Now sat in my room while DS plays and DP cooks worrying that if I eat I'll vomit.
I just want to cry. I'd rather die than vomit. I can't do this again