Some guy just threw up before me in the bus
I have ocd and after a lot of prepping and telling myself that nothing will happen the worst happened. I was traveling home from a late night function and sat at the front of the bus. A guy sat next to me who was VERY drunk and I was alarmed instantly. I tried to tell myself that it was going to be alright until he suddeny started to throw up on the floor right at our feet. I’m actually proud how nonchalant I managed to be for the first minute until I had a full blown panic attack and started to cry infront of the whole bus. It was the last bus (the next one came like at 5am and this was at 1am) and I just couldn’t get off and I couldn’t really move because the dude sat next to me and the vomit was on the floor anyways. There was still around 15min to go.
I had no other choice than to push through it. So I sat there and cried while the dude just passed out or something. I called my friend and we talked about some nice things and she calmed me down pretty well. I was still crying. My stop finally came and I had to ask the guy to move and stepped over the pile of vomit.
At the same time I’m both terrified and proud of myself. I let myself to be out so late because I told myself so many times that nobody is going to vomit and then somebody did. Now I have the feeling that I’m never going to go out again. But then I’m also proud of myself for pushing through that horrible situation. I survived it and managed to think rationally over my fear. For me others vomiting has always been worse than me vomiting so this was very scary experince for me.
But yeah I just wanted to share this in here and kinda celebrate my survival and kinda cry with you guys.