We should not let this condition ruin our lives, no way.

To me, it's one of the worst things that’s ever happened. I hadn’t had issues with IBS for years—even though I was diagnosed in my 20s—but now I’m 50, and it’s come back. The psychological pressure only makes it worse.
I know there’s no real cure, since it’s mostly psychological, but I still manage to live a normal life.
Still, it makes me very sad sometimes—this condition can take over everything. It can feel like nothing else matters anymore.
But one thing I’ll say: this condition will not ruin my life.
To everyone living with this uncomfortable illness—let’s keep going, no matter what. What do you guys think? Let’s push forward—damn it.