Yesterday, I touched someone's earbuds and part of their finger touched mine as they were handing me their earbud. I hate sharing earbuds and touching things, but I wasn't thinking. I was already stressed.

Then she told me that she was absent because she was sick. (Vomi*).

Because of Emetophobia, I worry about V*.

Now I can't stop washing my hands. I worry there is still some, germs, on my fingers. But I don't know how to make me realize when there is nothing.

I don't want to carry on life, hating my own fingers. (Left hand, I don't use that hand anyways, except typing... it is hard to type right now.)