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My bowels: hey girl heyyy
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Me: trying to get back to work
My bowels: hey girl heyyy
That ibs feel when you can feel the pulse of your intestines spasming easier than your actual pluse
Ibs sufferers rise up... I had a bad episode in the evening and I’m feeling pretty worn out and anxious over it.
Me @ my body:
The people who post to the IBS tag on tiktok are so funny and nice 🥺 I want to be friends with them all
My IBS is evil. I wish no one had it. Imagine having chronic pain with no certain treatment and no cure. You’re in the bathroom a lot. You hate this. The only representation of your condition in media is as a joke; the person with it being depicted as unclean, unable to control their bodily functions, etc. You try to explain to people that you go into panic attacks sometimes when you have a flare up and that your symptoms scare you. They say you’re overreacting and even mock you. Anxiety, which has ruined your life enough, can and does make your symptoms worse. Fuck people who refuse to understand or write it off as something funny because haha farts and the shits. I say grow the fuck up and learn compassion.
No I won’t ‘get better,’ I wish people wouldn’t act like I can be cured. I wish I could more than anything but this isn’t going away. Chronically ill people, and people with chronic pain deal with this every day and it’s not going away. Stop treating it like it’s fixable.
I love being on the toilet in public places in discomfort while my family does something that isn’t uncomfortable and awkward,, fuck you ibs
My professors this semester being strict about absences, tardies and class in general makes me wanna cry. I have a condition I can’t control that leaves me in pain at random times and in need of a bathroom suddenly. I’m going to talk to the disabilities coordinator about sending that email out again that I have a doctor’s excuse for stuff.