At last, a place to vent about my predictament. I am not sure if anyone will respond but I am going to tell my story. I am a thirty year old male living in Canada. "I suffer from IBS". I have lost my wife. I have lost close friendships. I have lost mobility. My job has suffered to the point where my income level has decreased and my dreams are fading. I no longer enjoy the simplicities of life since I can no longer enter the 'real' world due to the fear I may have an 'episode' and the bathrooms may be few and far between. It is a constant battle every single day to wake up and face my fears. Simple tasks such as driving long distances, visiting with friends have become next to impossible. Since my divorce, I have not been able to date due to the fear (again) of finding someone to understand my situation and loving me for it. My wife, er, ex-wife could not cope or understand thereby leaving me. We were high school sweethearts and we were on our way to a long happy life together, until the IBS started to conquer me. I am currently taking 'Dicetel' and it is not really 'curing' the anxiety and fear of social activities. I used to be active and loved life, and now I have succumbed to IBS and will never know what it is like to embark on a journey to a foreign land, never know the excitement of a golf round, never experience the love of a woman who will love and understand me...I can no longer eat milk products, eat beef, eat pork, eat chocolate desserts, eat Chinese food, eat Mexican food...the list goes on. So here's to a life of solitude and rice cakes, yum-yum...Thanks for listening (reading) and thanks for the temporary soapbox to ###### and moan!Yours truly,R.