I know this probably sounds really silly. But I just feel so alone, yet at the same time so frustrated, so angry.. so low..
I've had the toughest year of my life, I thought I was over the Crohn's and it turned out a year ago I wasn't when I got a abcsess on my navel which turned out to become a massive fistula. The hospital didn't have a clue what to do. Queue wearing a bag over my navel to catch pus/crap etc that came out of it, not to mention the pain etc. Thankfully I was referred to a hospital that knew what the hell they were doing but they cancelled the operation that I had scheduled, and then I finally had one in December which gave me a temporary illeostomy and at points I was so ill in hospital that I genuinely thought I was dying. I'm having the reversal in the next month, they've already cancelled it once. I've been told I'm in remission currently, but after the op I will need a few more tests too see if it really IS in remission because they say it's probably down to the illeostomy. It is only now for the first time in 3 years that I can say I feel physically OK.
Mentally though is a whole different story. I feel so angry that I have this disease. I feel angry and frustrated that it's always going to be 'there' if not literally then it's over my shoulder. I'm frustrated that it's been another year of my life where I had to live at home with my parents, and not go and do my MA and get on with my life. I see my friends doing their thing, living abroad, getting jobs etc. I hate that no-one 'gets' what I've been through. I feel so alone. I hate that when talking to friends, that they think I should be 'over it' now that I'm well but I'm not. I feel so low. I'm so sick of all of this. I know my situation isn't as bad as some others but even so. I'm sick of being strong. I'm sick of people tellling me to be strong when all I do is cry and I feel like the weakest person ever. I'm sick of everything. At times too the anger can be overwhelming, the other day I found myself really frustrated at a stranger over something really mundane and started yelling at them.
I'm scared too. I'm so scared of it returning, and everything. Stupidly I'm scared that I will never get a boyfriend, or that when I do and I have to explain why I have such a scarred stomach that he'll just freak out.
I seem to go through a million different emotions every day. My dad says I'm a fu*ked up mess.. which is right. I was emotional before, but over the past few months I seem to have just got much worse.
I feel like I have achieved nothing since I left school, which was 5 years ago, and all my friends have gone onto do something worthwhile...
I know this all sounds really silly, but I just needed to vent.
I've had the toughest year of my life, I thought I was over the Crohn's and it turned out a year ago I wasn't when I got a abcsess on my navel which turned out to become a massive fistula. The hospital didn't have a clue what to do. Queue wearing a bag over my navel to catch pus/crap etc that came out of it, not to mention the pain etc. Thankfully I was referred to a hospital that knew what the hell they were doing but they cancelled the operation that I had scheduled, and then I finally had one in December which gave me a temporary illeostomy and at points I was so ill in hospital that I genuinely thought I was dying. I'm having the reversal in the next month, they've already cancelled it once. I've been told I'm in remission currently, but after the op I will need a few more tests too see if it really IS in remission because they say it's probably down to the illeostomy. It is only now for the first time in 3 years that I can say I feel physically OK.
Mentally though is a whole different story. I feel so angry that I have this disease. I feel angry and frustrated that it's always going to be 'there' if not literally then it's over my shoulder. I'm frustrated that it's been another year of my life where I had to live at home with my parents, and not go and do my MA and get on with my life. I see my friends doing their thing, living abroad, getting jobs etc. I hate that no-one 'gets' what I've been through. I feel so alone. I hate that when talking to friends, that they think I should be 'over it' now that I'm well but I'm not. I feel so low. I'm so sick of all of this. I know my situation isn't as bad as some others but even so. I'm sick of being strong. I'm sick of people tellling me to be strong when all I do is cry and I feel like the weakest person ever. I'm sick of everything. At times too the anger can be overwhelming, the other day I found myself really frustrated at a stranger over something really mundane and started yelling at them.
I'm scared too. I'm so scared of it returning, and everything. Stupidly I'm scared that I will never get a boyfriend, or that when I do and I have to explain why I have such a scarred stomach that he'll just freak out.
I seem to go through a million different emotions every day. My dad says I'm a fu*ked up mess.. which is right. I was emotional before, but over the past few months I seem to have just got much worse.
I feel like I have achieved nothing since I left school, which was 5 years ago, and all my friends have gone onto do something worthwhile...
I know this all sounds really silly, but I just needed to vent.