I’ve been pretty happy in my Crohnie skin for a while now. But those rough days that’s I’ve been doing battle with lately, have shifted my perspective back to lusting after my pre-crohnie lifestyle.
I am mostly grateful for the food poisoning that triggered my Crohns disease. Mostly. I still think about those days when I could go out and party all night long, eat without hesitation, not know about medications, surgeries, bowels, diets, symptoms, causes, hospitals. It was a different me. Crohns changed me. And it was instantaneous and gradual. It’s been difficult. And its been challenging.
But in no way have I resisted it. Because resisting the change is futile. I think this is true for most aspects of life where you encounter change. It’s often good change, and despite being a life style change, Crohns has been a good change. Yes, I might long for my carefree, drug free days with some enternak passion but that subsides when I think of all the good I’ve experienced. Despite dark days, I’m happy for the most part with everything. Nothing is out of my control nor out of my positive attitude.