Living With IBS - Sab Unfiltered

Living with IBS is absolute hell. It can totally drive one to the edge of a cliff. I've been dealing with constipation issues for a large portion of my life. However, in the past two years it has become severe and chronic. I came to the conclusion that my long distance running was making it so much worse. Which broke my heart to pieces as it is my life.

A few years ago in group therapy I remember a girl sharing that her anxiety was making her have so much putrid gass that she would get fired from her jobs. I felt so much sadness in my heart for her when she shared her story. Today, I can myself relate to it completely. When you live with IBS, your whole life revolves around your bowel movements.

There's not a day that goes by that I don't wish that I could just live life like a normal person. It makes it into my gratitude journal when I have a good day with my body. Most people take that shit (no pun intended) for granted. Being gassy the majority of the time is no fun. And extremely anxiety inducing. And we're not just talking regular farts here. But awful ones that smell like fucking death. It's terrible. You can't just make plans whenever. If it's a bad body day, shit hits the fan. It has made me feel extremely suicidal at times. It's a disorder that impacts your quality of life tremendously.

Combine this with a very fragile mental health and you have a recipe for disaster. Body and mind both dysfunctional. Can't catch a break! I can't shit to save my life! I can't sleep to save my life (been on sleeping meds for years), and I can't run to save my life no more!

Luckily, the reddit community is literally life saving. I find a lot of comfort by reading stories from others who are going through such similar things as I am and feel the same way as I do. It makes the unbearable a little more bearable.

If you wish to support me further, I accept all bitcoin donations.
Thanks so much!💙💜💙

BTC address:

374C6ePRi3KKMZNWNQ8gm1R33ptCd4SBY7