My name is Bella, and I’ve been living with chronic emetophobia since I was 4 years old. I made this blog to connect, relate, and build a community—because for the longest time, I felt like I was going through this completely alone and had never met anyone who dealt with it the same way I do.
Ground rules: there are no trigger words here.
When I was younger, I couldn’t say anything related to getting sick. I just couldn’t do it. So instead, I called it “upchuck on a woodchuck.” Don’t ask why… it just stuck. So that’s what we’ll call it here—keeping things safe and a little lighter.
I ended up getting pregnant when I was 20 (I know the forbidden emetophobic having a kid?? I couldn’t believe it myself). It opened a whole new world of fear, especially since I recently encountered my son getting the bug… DOOMSDAY, as I called it.
When I started Googling and searching on TikTok, I realized there are actually so many people who deal with the same intrusive thoughts as I do. Seeing that and relating gave me a sense of comfort I didn’t even know I needed. Like my fear of chicken and cooking it until it’s basically like chewing leather. lol
I am not claiming to cure your fear because I am still dealing with it myself.
But I do want to build something. A place where we can share stories, ask questions, and feel understood. I want to read what you’ve gone through, connect, maybe even create things like groups or spaces where we can talk freely.
I want to take the thing that stops us from living our lives and joke about it. I want to find humor in the most unlikely places.
Let this be an outlet—not only for me, but for all of us.
“The ability to laugh is possibly the most important quality in an individual.” — Unknown
The Emetophobia Journal 
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