By: Isabela Hernandez
I was diagnosed with IBD when I was three, specifically with ulcerative colitis. When I look back at my life, there is not a time where I do not remember constantly living and dealing with my chronic illness. When I think about my childhood, the first thing I think of is being sick. Living with illness means we deal with an extra set of emotions and priorities that a lot of the world does not have to. Medicines, appointments, refills, procedures, and pain immediately flood my brain the minute I wake up in the morning. It is something we all deal with and try to integrate as best we can into our daily life.
Medicines, appointments, refills, procedures, and pain immediately flood my brain the minute I wake up in the morning.
As I grew up, in a strange and twisted way, I started to feel comfort being sick. Hospitals felt like home. Walking into doctor’s office felt more normal to me than walking into school. Over time, I felt this intense solace within being sick and for some reason, started to feel uncomfortable being healthy. Being sick was MY normal, so what was being healthy? Around the time I was 11 or 12, I was put on an experimental treatment that allowed me to stay in “remission” until I was 19. I put remission in quotes because it does not mean the disease is done and over. We still deal with medications, appointment, mild procedures, and mild symptoms. In these seven years where my disease had toned down, every day I woke up with this feeling that being somewhat healthy was wrong. I knew how to be sick. I was good at it. But, I had no idea how to deal with anything being in remission. I had a serious case of imposter syndrome these years and felt this extreme anxiety that in any moment, I was going to go back into my comfort zone of flaring, something I had endured for so long that it felt normal.
It is not fair that we spend so much more time in sickness than in health, that now sickness is our normal.
Not a lot of people mention that although flaring IS the worst part of having IBD, being in remission doesn’t mean life is instantly easy. It comes with a whole new set of fears and anxieties about how to go back to “normal” life. What is normal life for us when in remission? It is very confusing and something I still try to figure out on the daily. It is not fair that we spend so much more time in sickness than in health, that now sickness is our normal. It is our life. But what I have come to realize is that my sickness is NOT who I am. It has definitely shaped many parts of my personality and how I have become who I am now, but it is not the biggest and most defining part of who I am. I used to think that my IBD was who I am and that is it. It is definitely not, and we are just the people that our sickness has shaped us to be. I know that every day is a struggle, in remission or in a flare. I recognize that and actively try to remind myself that even though I feel comfort being sick, it is NOT normal. It just makes us all stronger.
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