I'm depressed.
For almost 12 months now I have had chronic diohorrea.
You might think this is funny - everybody else does, but the fact that I cannot function in everyday society without fear of having faeces running down my legs and stinking out every room I enter has completely shattered everything in my life.
I have seriously reached the end of my tether.
This is my last ditch effort to find a reason to carry on living, because I have basically given up on everything.
I've lost my friends, my job, my boyfriend, and more clothes than you could ever believe to this illness.
My basic human needs have been stripped down so much with my self esteem that now, all I want is for somebody to tell me they understand.
For almost 12 months now I have had chronic diohorrea.
You might think this is funny - everybody else does, but the fact that I cannot function in everyday society without fear of having faeces running down my legs and stinking out every room I enter has completely shattered everything in my life.
I have seriously reached the end of my tether.
This is my last ditch effort to find a reason to carry on living, because I have basically given up on everything.
I've lost my friends, my job, my boyfriend, and more clothes than you could ever believe to this illness.
My basic human needs have been stripped down so much with my self esteem that now, all I want is for somebody to tell me they understand.