The line between physical and psychiatric pain is so blurry. For example I’m a stress puker. Which side of the line is my nausea on? Isn’t it both?

Definitely. I have a family member with fibromyalgia who is desperate for effective treatment but refuses to even try antidepressants, because she feels that if her pain turns out to be treatable by antidepressants then it’s not real. As if the source or contributing factors matter more than the fact of the suffering.

Last time I ate an oyster, after being harassed by family to try one, I immediately threw it up onto the table. I’m 32.

I was a military prosecutor and monitored a couple of these "tests" (about 15 years ago). The defendants would voluntarily submit to prove they weren't incurable perverts but simply run of the mill sex offenders (in order to reduce sentencing). Even the military courts never accepted the test results, because, as…