so i’ve been suffering with abdominal pain and the works since september now and after a period of time in hospital in january where i was told over and over again that i had an eating disorder, the doctors have kinda given up and just said “i think we can call this ibs”.
i’ve been on mebeverine tablets since december and while they mute the worst of things, i’m still not in a stable place at all. i’m honestly at my wits end on how to control and manage this now i’ve just been left with this half hearted diagnosis.
i think stress and anxiety and depression really factors into things, although i don’t know how to manage that either. i’ve always suffered with mental health issues however these past three years have been the worst. it started with my aunt losing her battle to cancer, my best friend leaving me, my nan being diagnosed with cancer, a lot of cyber bullying, me ending up with this stomach pain and having my entire life flipped and put on hold, my nan being critically ill in hospital now, and on the first of march, my father walked out on us and turns out to be this cold, controlling, nasty monster.
i really want to just be able to have some hope of things getting better because at the moment i really feel like what’s the point in all this.