So many emotions...

I have been trying so hard to wrap my mind around everything since my diagnosis. I knew something was wrong with me, but was told it was IBS. So I learned to deal with it as best as I could. Years of running to the bathroom and crying from pain, but I just accepted that I have a tender stomach. Its nice to have a name for it, but now I have all these other feelings coming to the surface. I try so hard to hide it from my family but its really difficult. All these symptoms I have had, especially for the last year, all tie in together. I get told all the time I am grumpy and frown too much. But the fact is I am just so tired, sore, and the pain wears me out. Im snappy and a pain in the butt, but I really try not to be, honest. I feel like I have aged 70 years in just one. Then I feel bad because I could have it so much worse. So I am just trying to sort through these storms of emotions, and taking it one day at a time.