Seriously? Stomach?

    One annoying roadblock to trying to keep on track and focused as far as fueling the machine that is me, is my recent inability to eat a wide variety of foods due to gastrointestinal distress. It seems as if I can't eat without having some form of digestive dilemma. Frankly, this is pissing me off more than just a little bit. Healthy, amazing foods are often proving too much for my delicate constitution. The list of forbidden foods seems to grow daily. Even when I keep it simple, gluten free, and dairy free, my stomach sabotages me. On the bright side, it does make me uber-conscious of what goes in my face. But when even fresh, delicious, simple foods backfire, it seems so wrong on every level. I mean, seriously Body, what the hell?! I do my damnedest to keep you healthy and happy. Hell, I bend over backwards catering to your finicky requests. Bendfuckingover Backwards! And still you whine and complain, piss and moan, grumble, gripe, and cause me all kinds of pain. I would put you on bread and water, but I can't eat fucking bread anymore. Even black coffee has become problematic, but I will be g'damned if I am going to give up my coffee for you. I have given up so much already. What next? I have reached a point where I think of eating only fresh fruit and raw nuts, and drinking only water. Or just saying "Fuck You," and eating whatever the hell I please. Granted, that would be the this-hurts-me-more-than-it-hurts-you approach, and I'm not really ready to go down that road. Not yet. But c'mon Stomach, give me a break. Please. I am doing my best to keep Body fueled and strong, and to keep you pain free and happy, but you are making it difficult on nearly every level. I am trying. So cut me some slack, m'kay?