I realized the other day that, after 35 years, I finally have a label! Now, this really isn’t something to celebrate. I’ve kinda liked my years of blah and blending into society. The only other “label” I MIGHT have carried is depression, but even that’s iffy as the doctors cannot fully discern depression and which meds will work for which people. But alas, now I have a label for a disease that is readily recognized. In fact, I live in a state (and this is really cool!) that, with a note from my doctor, my “label” allows me to use any bathroom in any public facility, whether they say “No Public Restrooms” or not!!! I know I’ll be laughing all the way with that one. Although, if my Crohn’s gets to the point of most people, I will truly appreciate that convenience and the freedom it will give me from wearing Depends or always carrying extra clothes with me.
But…back to the label.
For me, it’s a good thing right now to carry this label. It is forcing me to be diligent with my diet, and not cheat for even a second. I’m feeling pretty good, and love the weight I’ve lost. I know eventually I will shed the “label,” though the disease will still be here. I simply don’t want to be only this “label.” I want people to look at the whole me, and not just a part.
I feel I am much, much more than just a “label”!
What’s your label, and how can you be more than just that in your life?