Thx. This means a lot to me.
People here seem to understand the fighting mentality. They know what it means to go to your limits and push it further. They know that you are capable of much more than you think. Even my close friends couldnt understand how I could sit there in hospital getting my "food" through my vene with no real perspective for the furture at all and joke and wonder about when I will be able to train again.
In addition in my darkest hours when I just want to give up, I think about how bad this would be for my friends and my family and how I would disapoint all the people reading this log and believing in me and helping me with their kind words.
Yesterday I went to the ceremony where my little brother got his final grade. He wished so much that I would come. That was hard. "Where are the toilettes?". I was so fucked, I almost fell asleep on the chair. Then all the lucky young people and the speeches about their future is beginning now. Memories how life was when I was his age came up. Where is my future? How would 17 years old graedy have reacted if somebody told him that none of his dreams will come tru? That soon almost everything will be taken away from him. That there will be times he will be happy about every fucked up second that is just over.
In a selfhelp-forum someone who has MC (quite similar disease to UC and cared for his mother who had cancer until she was dead: "If I had the choice between cancer and MC I would chosse cancer. At least with cancer the suffering is over one day."
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