Stress-induced IBS is a minefield because it’s difficult to know where to start. Will changing my diet fix me, or is the onus solely on me de-stressing my life (the latter of which is currently only possible if I up-sticks to Mongolia to live as a goat)? It’s also difficult to talk about. I see my issues as more highly inconvenient and disruptive than disgusting, but that’s not the general perception around IBS…