Not really graphic, but I avoided using words that might bother some people...
Ugh. You know when you just go out in an dirty urban environment and you're smelling urine and seeing bums and garbage and puddles and you just know *it* can be lurking anywhere you are walking. I went out tonight with a friend and I was being very cautious of where I was walking. At one point, out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw *it.* I didn't have to look twice. My friend, who is well aware of my phobia (and once had to calm me down when we saw it in a park), started showing me something in a store window. Turns out she HAD seen it and told me when we got home..."I don't know if you knew, but there was *** on the sidewalk...I thought you saw it...we walked right past it." I didn't really say anything in response, but I felt a feeling of dread that she confirmed it. I'm glad she didn't say anything at the time because we had just eaten frozen yogurt and were about to go eat pizza with pasta on it. (Yeah, I certainly don't eat like an emetophobe.)
Anyway, I hate when I am out somewhere and I can't even enjoy myself because I am consumed with every puddle and where I am walking. Then when I come home, I won't walk in with my shoes on...I'll carry them and put them in the closet until it's time to wear them again...eventually I forget about it and get over it. Does anyone else walk the streets with the same feeling one would get walking through a horror house? Haha