My IBD diagnosis saved me from myself

It's easy to blame a life-changing illness for ruining your life, but did you ever stop to ask yourself, where you would be without it?

I have!

In a life where I wasn't diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis at the tender age of 19 where would I be?

Well, I can hazard a pretty good guess, and it would be far from pretty!

I was on a slippery slope of drinking too much and accepting things from my partner that I shouldn't have put up with. I was a complete arsehole with my mum and I didn't care about anyone or anything other than myself.

I went to work all week and spent my time at home hiding out in the bedroom, usually having a drink, watching TV and all the rest of my time in the pub.

I drank too much, I smoked too much, I took drugs too much, I swore too much and I didn't give a shit enough.

IBD saved me from myself.
I am strong now because I have been weak before, and I didn't like it.

I am happy now because I have experienced heart-wrenching sadness before, and I didn't like it.

I laugh a lot now because I have cried so hard before, and I didn't like it.

I live each day now because I have been so close to death before, and I didn't like it.

I am brave now because I have experienced so much hurt before, and I didn't like it.

I am confident now because I have been so uncomfortable in my own skin before, and I did not like it.

I care a lot now because I have mistreated people and isolated myself before, and I didn't like it.

I have a lot of love to give now because I used to hate the world before, and I didn't like it.

I am grateful for every day I have now because I've wasted so many before, and guess what, I didn't like it!

My name is Sahara Fleetwood-Beresford. I swear too much and I give a shit a lot.