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[pne]

I'm glad I'm not an emetophobe (more info here)—someone who will go to great lengths to avoid vomiting, instead possibly living with nausea for hours on end.

I mean, it's not as if I frequently go, "Ah! A short trip to the vomitorium would really hit the spot!" or actually look forward to throwing up, but when the contents of my stomach fancy a bit of fresh air, I usually head to the toilet to get it over with. So it feels to me like a slightly unpleasant task that has to get done, so you might as well go and do it. I'm also glad that I usually get a bit of advance warning when my mouth starts salivating.

Yesterday, I ate some rice and meat sauce that was a bit off and had to throw up on three separate occasions over the course of the afternoon and evening. Perhaps a bit like using the toilet for other uses: takes time out of the day but you feel a bit better afterwards.

This morning, I felt decent and merely not-hungry. I had two rusks around noon and towards the afternoon I started feeling actually hungry again. So yay.

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I don't normally view vomiting as a choice. I don't enjoy vomiting, but if I need to, I will. I don't do anything to try to avoid or encourage it though. I just throw up if my body decides to throw up.

That sounds similar to my feelings.

I think I was mostly thinking about the I don't do anything to try to avoid or encourage it bit -- for example, Stella will try for quite some time to avoid throwing up, while I don't.

whatever I threw up was generally something making me sick.

*nods*