My Crohnstipated Life

For the longest time, I hid my Crohn’s struggles.

I smiled through the pain.
I pushed myself too hard.
I pretended I was fine, even when I wasn’t.

Until one day, I broke.

I was supposed to go to a family gathering, but my body was screaming for rest. Still, I forced myself to go—because I didn’t want to let anyone down. And you know what happened?

I barely made it through dinner. I spent half the night in the bathroom. And by the time I got home, I collapsed in tears, wondering why I kept doing this to myself.

That night, I made a promise: No more pretending.

✔ If I need to rest, I rest.
✔ If I need to cancel plans, I cancel.
✔ If people don’t understand, that’s their problem—not mine.

Crohn’s is hard enough without adding shame to the mix. I refuse to hide my pain anymore.

Stay Strong.