Topic : 09/05 Phobias

i Remember the very first day i was turned off to banannas
i was sitting in the back seat of a chuttery old montero 4x4 and it was a hot summers day
my mom was listening to neil young in the front seat chomping away on her banana
and then all of the sudden i just began to notice how disgusting it is and i started to scoot back in my seat
and got so overwhelmed with anxiety that i started to scream
they stopped the car and i went outside and puked (sorry to all of you emetophobics)
ever since then people have given me s*** about it
the other day a classmate threw her banana peel at me and i flew out of my seat but the peel was stuck to me
they had to escort me out of the classroom

In first grade i was at the beach with my sister
yet another hot summer's day (same as my bananaphobia)
we were playing in the sand and on the grass and having a great time until my mother had told us all to get our things and return to the car
on the way back my sister emily had accidentally stepped in some dog poo
she took her shoe off and cleaned it, placing it in the back of the car
"do you want to sit on my lap, Miles?" she says
"okay" of course i do.
so we get in the car and i plop up onto her lap until my mom starts the car
and there it hits me the same exact feeling that i got from the banana
almost like i was making a life and death decision by sitting on my sisters lap
no, it wasnt the unsafety of our seating positions
it was the fact that i could feel the germs from her foot crawling up and covering me
i started to scream and cry and they let me in the backseat
after that i began showering more than 10 to 15 times a day
washing my hands regularly, as i could feel the germs beginning to come back after twenty minutes or so

this was the first time i had ever felt the true fear of a rediculous  phobia
since then it has been Nuclear weapons, separation, and even bananas.

I even have a deep and penetrating fear of puddles with leaves and dirt in them
soggy things

i cant function when i see mold
I think that when i move out of my house in two years
without my family to support me i will go insane

phobias REALLY CAN consume your life at times
panic attacks are HORRIBLE
but they are not the worst things in the world
while we have our silly phobias of bananas and ketchup
people are going through foreclosures and illnesses that really are happening
so if we could just find ways to deal with our phobias
eg. not purchasing bananas
maybe we could spend more time
helping the people that really need it

In addition to having a rather irrational fear of vomiting, I also can not stand bananas in any way shape or form. The sight, smell, mentioning or anything to do with bananas (including banana republic) makes me feel sick.

The last time I vomited I was 7 years old and it was after eating bananas for breakfast.

Now I can't eat bananas or breakfast. Also, I'm continually concerned that at some point I might get so anxious about something that I'll be sick in front of people.

To make matters worse, I fear that there are circumstances where I might become anxious, then feel sick, then think about bananas and then just simply be paralyzed by anxiety, nausea and the fear of being unable to perform whatever is necessary...

The only thing that helps me is to meditate, medicate and drink digestive beverages to feel that there is no possible way I can be sick...

Bananas are disgusting ... they always have been and always will be.  I have hated bananas my entire life and I will until the day I die.  When I was a child, my younger brother would try to get back at me by eating a banana in my presence because he knew how much I hated the sight, smell, taste, feel and the mere thought of a banana.  He would eat a banana with his mouth wide open, chomping obnoxiously on it in an attempt to annoy me with the sight, smell and the nosie of the banana.  Further, I make no apologoies for my utter disdain of bananas.  People that eat bananas in public are disgusting as well.  Recently, I stayed at a nice bed and breakfast hotel and stay was ruined when they served sliced bananas with some type of goup on the top of the bananas as if it was going to make the bananas taste better -- I thought I was going to puke just looking at it.  Bananas should not be made available for sale without a written prescription from a medical doctor -- they should be banned.  Until then, I hope that anyone that eats a banana in the presence of another person that is not eating a banana -- slips on their banana peel, injurs themselves into a coma ~~ until international laws are passed banning bananas once and for all!

I know exactly how you feel, i've been afraid of bananas my whole life. In fact, i remeber when i stopped eating them. I was around 4 or 5 and I was at my grandma's house. I absolutly can't stand bananas. I can't look at them, touch them, or smell them. The smell is horrible. Everyone thinks I'm crazy and my smaller brother used to chase me around the house with them. I've used the "allergic to banana" excuse too. When I go shopping I usually check the indgredients on the back just to make sure there are no bananas in them. I won't eat ANYTHING that has bananas in them or shaped like a banana. It's nice to know that I'm not the only person in the world like this :) 

hi was the I honestly though i was the only one & I literally though i was a freak. But it's just something about that just..its unexplainable..like i can relate to this story in so many ways and i am so Glad that i am not the only one that has this fear to Ketchup. I love tomatoes i can eat it like all the time without prob. but ketchup, it's just nasty. The though of it and its name makes me want to gag. I can't even get myself to touch the freakin bottle. I live in a African household, and my parents don't seem to understand me. I refused to watch a dish that has ketchup on it. My friends always tease me, but it's just how I feel. Once i was at my cousin's friends house, and they had prepared a dish that had ketchup on it, and i though it was like some sort of bbq sauce. So i ate it, and my stomach was like in nots. I ask the mother what type of sauce she used and it was KETCHUP. I freaked out so much that i gagged, i wanted it out of my system. I gagged so much, and i was crying. It was crazii. But i, i feel yoou guysz !:)...it's nice to know that i am not alone..and that i am not a freak