Here’s the funny thing about this phobia. At least for me.

Things get linked in my mind that are not tied together. And certain memories are stronger than others.

It’s very weird.

Example: When I was like 8 I went to a friends house for the afternoon. I remember telling my mom I didn’t feel well before but I didn’t have fever and I seemed fine so she sent me anyway. We played and hung out and I guess I did feel better. Until that afternoon when it was time to go home. My friends mom was driving me back home. I remember being nauseous in the back seat of the car. When I got home my parents weren’t there yet (they were expected home soon). I remember I laid down and just knew I was going to throw up eventually (I did maybe an hour later).

But here’s the weird thing. Everytime I drive in the area where my friend lives (it’s not far from where I live now) I remember that car ride home. I must have driven that way dozens of times prior and after that…we were close friends for several years and did lots of sleepovers etc). But that’s the memory. I hardly remember other things about spending time with that friends (little bits here and there) but that one memory is like seared into my brain.