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I once went to an old friend’s house who I hadn’t seen in a long time. We didn’t talk all that much and we weren’t very close to each other, so when they offered me some sort of asian salad with things like cucumbers and soy sauce on it I just looked at it then smelled it and… I just felt nauseated. But I also didn’t want to be impolite with them.
 
So I did my best to suck it up and just eat the salad in front of me as we continued talking. I started getting paler and paler about halfway through and they asked me if I was ok cause I looked really sick. I held back as much as could, but in the end I had to excuse myself to the bathroom so I could get it out of my body from where it entered. Without going into too many details, that’s the story of how I got traumatize by even the smell of cucumbers.
 
Drawing happened when I told this story to an artist friend. :U

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