I haven't been here in a long time. Months and months. I've been doing great with my emet, hardly been a problem at all.





A couple days ago my brother came down with a cold. No big deal, just a cold, would suck if I got it but that's all.





But of course he just came in a moment ago and told me he v* several times last night.


And now I just want to run away.


I f***ing hate this phobia.