Rumbly rumbly in my tumbly

Been sick since yesterday afternoon. The guts are not cooperating with me. I was in and out of the bathroom for hours last evening and then again overnight. Cramping, sharp pains, all the nasty feelings that go along with intestinal distress are working hard to ruin my day. It's my IBS acting up. For months it's been fine. Not one episode in the last 6 months. It's the longest period of wellness I've had in the past 5 years. Until yesterday, that is.

It's stress induced, and with all this worry about my job and my dissatisfaction with my professional situation my digestive system has had enough and is now staging a protest. This is my signal to calm down, to relax, to only do what I can do and not worry about the rest.

So why is it so much easier said than done? Why can't I just let stuff go? I don't want to be worried about things that don't mean anything in the grand scheme of things, and yet I am. I worry and stress out to the point of physical harm to myself. You'd think I'd learn how to control this. I thought I had. The last 6 months had been so good. Now I feel like I've let myself down.