It all started several months ago, when there was a situation in my life I found I could no longer stomach. As I straddled the fence between being and action, my digestive tract became inflamed. The feeling of heat began below the sternum and travelled behind my umbilicus, to where the bouquet of my small intestine was in knots. Though I eat well, I could sense the difficulty my stomach was having digesting my food. When I placed my hand on my abdomen and listened, I heard its words: I can’t stomach it anymore, followed by a sensation of gripping and the emotion of fear.