gumby44 said...
I can totally relate, it is really hard, and I don't have any good answers. I hate the thought of giving up and just sitting in my house missing out on life, but I can't even count how many vacations or events that I attended while feeling terrible and just trying to survive. It is tiring and although I try not to focus on it, it is one of the greatest losses of my life
I'm already at the sitting in my flat and missing out on life stage. I do think of ways to try and counteract it but I just don't have the confidence or the energy to do anything else at the moment. I was invited out to Spain this Easter and I was going to go, but I've changed my mind. I don't want to mar a holiday with feeling terrible and barely able to eat any of the local cuisine. I'm hoping that the offer will remain
open to me in the future, since my aunt has a house in Spain.
I really, really, really hate this. While I was ill for so many years with Crohn's, my life was put on hold. I had the internet and my parents as my social life (and the latter I didn't always get on with, to put it mildly). When I had my first surgery, I was no longer ill (although I had two horrible drug withdrawals which complicated things for months afterwards), but I was jobless, friendless, and everything else-less. My life lay about
me in ruins. Meanwhile, things deteriorated at the parental home. It took over a year of extreme stress before I finally got my own place.
Getting my own flat was meant to hopefully be the start of a new life, but in reality it wasn't. If I'm not battling Crohn's, then I'm battling depression. If I'm not battling depression, then I'm battling Crohn's. There seems to be no escape from this cycle. Sorry, I said far more than you probably wanted to know about
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