Needles

Yeah so this weekend I really discovered how much I hate needles. They freak me out so much so that just the thought that in a couple of weeks I am scheduled to have some blood drawn has made me horrifically ill. Friday night I was so sick, almost randomly too if it had been for anything real, that I threw up. After thinking about the needle thing again tonight, I got so anxious that I was sick to my stomach. I wish this was not my way. To no surprise, I have accepted that probably all of my problems in life are entirely just in my head. After years of rejection, I have finally decided to take up therapy for my own benefit and to hopefully find some means of relaxation in life.