I'm pretty sick and tired of feeling like shit. Against my mother's judgment, I have refused to do a food journal, because it felt like such a waste of time and effort, and it was already so hard to manage the other important things in my life. Everything seemed to be causing my IBS symptoms, not matter what it was. Why should I document everything, when there was absolutely no pattern? I sincerely thought it was such a waste.
Somehow I doubt this I will be any more militant than before, but at least I'm trying.
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