11 years of IBS-D has crippled my social life due to the constant need of toilet use for defecation. This has caused me significant ******ation in emotional maturity and I am always anxious in social events and about complex or lengthy interactions, making me kind of an outcast. I can't recall how many prejudices, culminating in mistreatment by ableist professors that pushed me to the verge of termination of studies (in a research program), I have been subject to throughout my life.
I have missed uncountable opportunities since teenage which could have enriched my CV and helped me in career and house search because of IBS-D. It is hard to gauge the level of severe damage of this condition to my life. I have tremendous difficulties in both job and house search, which are necessary for survival.
This condition is incurable. I don't think I can live a normal life predicated on a stable job but have to either spend my life on benefits, which may not be granted, or parental sponsorship.
I hate living in such way.