After another bad week I’m sat contemplating how people go about daily life with ibs.
Tomorrow I have to go to a wedding of one of my partners relatives and I’m dreading it purely because I know from the moment we leave the house my anxiety and Ibs will start. I know I’ll be stressing about where the nearest loo is. I’m panicking that I’ll have to leave the ceremony and people will notice.
The other week I had a near panic attack at my son’s football match because I needed a toilet and there was nowhere. It was horrible.
I darent go on dog walks in the country side or woods which I used to love because no toilets.
I’m totally fed up of this ruling my life. How do I take back control? I’m certain at least 50% of my physical symptoms are the product of anxiety and panic. I hate it.