I can explain how painful it is to have BO, that I can detect or smell or have a clue when it's at it's worst . Today was especially painful because my coworkers sometimes comment and make jokes about me. Sometimes they leave the room when I walk in, don't talk to me or just complain. I cried so hard today , I had been holding it in for a long time. I wanted to drive my car over the guard rail on the highway so bad, just for some relief. Tomorrow I have an appt with an ID doc. I don't know what to expect or how he can even help me... I don't know. You would think that after 25 years of this I would be used to it by now. I'm not . I can't get used to it and I don't want to. I want to be healed/cured/helped. No matter how much I pray, God hasn't released me from this horrible curse.