It’s true, though... no matter how much I shovel into my face, the scale just won't budge. Gaining weight is an absolute slog for me. I'm about 5'10" and stuck at 155 pounds, which has basically been my ceiling forever. Other than that, I'd say I'm pretty healthy overall—no major issues to speak of, except for my absolutely terrible digestion...
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Brenda Price56 said:How old are you?
Did you go through some kind of trauma growing up? 🤷
Just relax. Stop stressing over every little thing. Get a book on relaxation... or better yet, buy a yoga DVD. I'm telling you, it'll help. 👍
It'll help you find some balance, settle your gut down, and all that...
Give it a shot.
My birth year is right there in my handle... if you care. Look, I’ve definitely dealt with my fair share of trauma over the years, but nothing quite massive enough to actually break me like this. It all kind of started hitting me during puberty... though back then, I had absolutely no clue how to manage any of it. I suppose things are a little more under control now than they used to be... maybe...
I think the real issue lies within my own head. It’s hard to even put into words, but sometimes I’ll deal with a mix of solid stool and diarrhea all at once. Just a total disaster. There are days when I eat more than usual, though I try to keep things varied—meat, fruit, veggies, you name it. Sometimes I’ll grab a soda or a beer if the food feels too dry, just to make sure things keep moving... because honestly, I'd much rather deal with an upset stomach in the morning to clear everything out than face the alternative of being backed up.
But really, I don't think it's just about the diet. It’s more about that intense connection between the brain and the gut. As soon as I realize I'm heading somewhere without a restroom nearby, the panic sets in and everything goes sideways. And heaven help me if I have to go on a long road trip...
But really, I don't think it's just about the diet. It’s more about that intense connection between the brain and the gut. As soon as I realize I'm heading somewhere without a restroom nearby, the panic sets in and everything goes sideways. And heaven help me if I have to go on a long road trip...
Honestly, I don't even know where to begin 🙄
Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve been dealing with these horrific digestive issues that make life feel almost impossible... at times. My gut health is intensely tied to my mental state, plus my digestion is incredibly fast. I've been struggling with this misery for about 15 years now. Every single morning, if I don't properly clear out on the toilet, I am simply incapable of leaving the house. Some mornings I have to go five times just to get settled, and other days I'm just completely blocked—feeling all this pressure and cramping in my stomach, and even though nothing is hard, nothing will actually come out.
Whenever I have to travel or head out somewhere, especially early in the morning or late at night—even if things had been calm up until that point—everything flips in a matter of seconds. I get hit with cramps, gas, bloating... I immediately feel that pressure in my gut and have to rush to the bathroom, followed by instant diarrhea every two minutes. More than ten years ago, I went to see a doctor because of this; they checked everything out and said it was fine. Then, the doctor referred me to a psychiatrist, whom I saw for a few months, and of course, she didn't help one bit.
On top of all that, my digestion is so rapid that I have to use the restroom every day. Sometimes I barely eat anything, yet the next day, three times more comes out of me than what I actually consumed. When my mental health is already hitting a low, this holds me back from leaving the house or even managing basic daily tasks. Over all these long years, I think I learned how to manage my digestion somehow, but despite that (especially lately), things have taken a turn for the worse. That reflex where my body just forces itself to go happens even when it shouldn't... and then I find myself having to rush back home even when there's nothing left to do.
I don't know if there's a cure for this or if I should just lock myself indoors and despair! 🤷
Maybe I've learned to live with it, but as the years pass, it's becoming exhausting. It's just draining. And when I finally venture out and that urge hits me... I turn green. I start sweating, I feel cold, I get these chills running through my entire body... and I honestly just get tired of living like this and enduring it.
Does anyone have any advice that might help me even a little bit?
Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve been dealing with these horrific digestive issues that make life feel almost impossible... at times. My gut health is intensely tied to my mental state, plus my digestion is incredibly fast. I've been struggling with this misery for about 15 years now. Every single morning, if I don't properly clear out on the toilet, I am simply incapable of leaving the house. Some mornings I have to go five times just to get settled, and other days I'm just completely blocked—feeling all this pressure and cramping in my stomach, and even though nothing is hard, nothing will actually come out.
Whenever I have to travel or head out somewhere, especially early in the morning or late at night—even if things had been calm up until that point—everything flips in a matter of seconds. I get hit with cramps, gas, bloating... I immediately feel that pressure in my gut and have to rush to the bathroom, followed by instant diarrhea every two minutes. More than ten years ago, I went to see a doctor because of this; they checked everything out and said it was fine. Then, the doctor referred me to a psychiatrist, whom I saw for a few months, and of course, she didn't help one bit.
On top of all that, my digestion is so rapid that I have to use the restroom every day. Sometimes I barely eat anything, yet the next day, three times more comes out of me than what I actually consumed. When my mental health is already hitting a low, this holds me back from leaving the house or even managing basic daily tasks. Over all these long years, I think I learned how to manage my digestion somehow, but despite that (especially lately), things have taken a turn for the worse. That reflex where my body just forces itself to go happens even when it shouldn't... and then I find myself having to rush back home even when there's nothing left to do.
I don't know if there's a cure for this or if I should just lock myself indoors and despair! 🤷
Maybe I've learned to live with it, but as the years pass, it's becoming exhausting. It's just draining. And when I finally venture out and that urge hits me... I turn green. I start sweating, I feel cold, I get these chills running through my entire body... and I honestly just get tired of living like this and enduring it.
Does anyone have any advice that might help me even a little bit?