Hey guys
I'm 23. I graduated from uni with a First in summer 2012, feeling fine. In the autumn I got a place on a really good graduate scheme, got rid of a terrible cheating boyfriend I had put up with for the past three years and moved into my own flat. In January 2013 I started dating the most amazing man who I had met at work - like, the kind of relationship where from the first time we went out I felt like I'd come home, like he was the person I was supposed to be with all along. I remember my friends saying they'd never seen me like that about anyone. I hadn't had a great life up until graduating (difficult relationship with parents in my teens which caused self-confidence problems that took a long time to shake off, a run of crazy housemates at uni and other stuff) and I was so happy that I finally had everything I'd worked hard for for years. Ready to have a career, travel, do everything I had always wanted to do and never been able to.
Then I started getting ill. A few months after I started dating my partner, I was suddenly getting screaming stomach pains, D 3-10 times a day, fatigue that meant I couldn't walk to the corner shop without needing a nap, being sick every five minutes, fissures and fistulas, all the usual fun. I spent the next year in and out of GP surgeries and hospitals, trying to find out what the hell was wrong with me. Eventually I was told over Christmas 2013 that I had suspected Crohns - my gastroenterologist is '99% sure' that's what's wrong with me. I had a CT scan last week to confirm and should be starting steroids next Tuesday.
I guess many of you must feel the same way - so frustrated and angry that this disease has ruined everything when you've only just started out in life. I can't do my best at work and show what I can really do, because I'm off sick half the time and when I am in I spend a lot of my time too tired or pained to concentrate. I can't go to long meetings for the usual reasons. I can't learn to drive, or travel, because I don't have the energy - or the money since I haven't been able to progress from the graduate scheme I started last September. I now live with my boyfriend, not because we felt it was the right time to move in together, but because he saw that I was not coping living alone and trying to pay for my flat when I was working reduced hours due to illness. He has said to me that he feels we've taken things a bit too fast, even though he still loves me, and I know seeing me so ill is stressing him out. I don't feel attractive because I'm absolutely stick thin, have dark circles under my eyes, fistulas and other gross things galore, pale crappy skin and half my hair has come out, which has affected our intimacy.
I feel guilty for stressing him out and like he was sold a relationship with someone fun, chatty, pretty and into all the same activities as him, and he's stuck with a boring person who never looks good and spends all their time sleeping or being miserable. I feel so angry that this disease has come along and snatched everything away just when I thought I had built something amazing.
Sorry for the rant, but I needed to vent to someone and I thought you guys would understand more than anyone IRL.