I had this idea once, well, a good fifteen years ago now. I dreamt one day I’d write a book and I’d call it “afraid of being sick, sick of being afraid”. Well, I didn’t write a book but I have been pondering over writing an emet blog. I couldn’t sleep at all last night. Tossing and turning, basically thinking about being sick. Not in a “I’m anxious and afraid ill be sick” way, but in a “I need to write and get some stuff out of my head” way. So here we are, emetomum. I say mum because yes, im an emet mummy. I plan to share the highs and lows of parenthood whilst living with emet.
I never wrote my “book” because I figured, who gives a shit about some stupid vomit phobia. It surely cant be that interesting right? And maybe it isn’t. I plan to write openly and candidly about my past, present and future of living with emet. I plan to mock my phobia, make fun of and try and come to terms with bits of it. It’s been with me around 34 years now and I feel like I know the subject pretty well. That’s not to say I’m an expert and this is NOT the place if you are looking for emetophobia help/therapy. There are plenty of forums and self-help sites. Instead I aim to share my story, poke fun at my crappy phobia and the situations that life has thrown at me whilst being emet.
I read this recent blog post, about how to write a good blog. And it said be honest to yourself. Write from your heart. So here I am, emetomum, or Emma, writing from the heart.