Last night just annoyed me something unreal. I left work at 2.30pm as I felt AWFUL... was stressed about the boss being angry at me leaving work AGAIN and facing the possibility of having to quit my job. When my hubbie got home he commented on me being home first and I said I left work early as I was really unwell. He just said in some kind of sarcastic voice, "Oh, it must be the weekend again".... then went to watch TV and drink beer. I sat in bed for a while and stewed on it. I was really hurt. Not even a word of sympathy all night when I was really suffering. I hate that!!!! Why does it seem sometimes that no one gives a damn??? My sister is the only one who really seems to have an interest on how I'm doing since she has 2 friends with IBS and had an experience once where her friend lost control and couldn't make it to the toilet (you know what I mean) its like, thank you you know what I'm going through. One night when I was really bad my husband asked if I wanted to go and meet some people at the pub! When I said no as I wasn't feeling 100% he seemed really peeved about it and then wouldn't go himself. So I felt like I had really let him down and felt really depressed about it. I feel like I'm letting him down, my work down, my friends down when I can't go out with them etc etc. Sorry for venting like this, but no one else understands what I'm talking about so the BB cops it!!!!!