Ways anxiety is silly, number whatever

I’ve never been particularly bothered by the typical gross smells, like rotting food, etc. They never made me nauseous or seemed particularly intolerable or anything (and they still don’t really, as far as I can tell.)

But the idea that they might theoretically make me nauseous makes me anxious, because emetophobia.

Fun times.

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