This is really hard to write because I have always thought of myself as a fighter and a survivor. I'm just so depressed. I used to have a wonderful family, a great husband and three beautiful kids, but I am just driving them away. I can't stand myself and don't think I should be dragging everyone else down.
I have been fighting crohns for the last 20 years, it's just getting harder, not easier. Last year in August I had to have a panproctocolectomy and have ended up with a permanent Stoma. I hate it, I hate myself and I hate this disease. Every time I have another op I think this is the last one, well, I don't think there will ever be a last one. I just don't want to do it anymore. I'm not suicidal, just completely beaten and just want to run away. It's probably a good thing I don't have the energy or a plan.
My husband doesn't seem to love me anymore, I think he just stays out of duty and for the kids. I don't blame him, I wouldn't stay for me. I'm just not coping and I give up.
I love them all dearly and am just a burden on them all.
I have been fighting crohns for the last 20 years, it's just getting harder, not easier. Last year in August I had to have a panproctocolectomy and have ended up with a permanent Stoma. I hate it, I hate myself and I hate this disease. Every time I have another op I think this is the last one, well, I don't think there will ever be a last one. I just don't want to do it anymore. I'm not suicidal, just completely beaten and just want to run away. It's probably a good thing I don't have the energy or a plan.
My husband doesn't seem to love me anymore, I think he just stays out of duty and for the kids. I don't blame him, I wouldn't stay for me. I'm just not coping and I give up.
I love them all dearly and am just a burden on them all.
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