It wouldn't let me post in 'Living with IBS'I don't know where to start this. So if I ramble on, don't mind me.I guess you could say I've been in hell for 2 and 1/2 years now. Sometimes I lay in bed not wanting to grow up, but to stay a toy 'r' us kid forever [I'm 15years old]. I know I shouldn't scare myself to death about it, but it plagues my mind everytime I have an attack, and post-attack. I'll give the low-down on what's up with me.I have IBS, that's a given. I've recently been diagnosed with a mild case of Ulcerative Colitis. On top of this I'm lactose intolent. I am taking medicine, I'm happy about that. Because my relief I've been begging for could be on it's way.I guess the reason why I'm posting is because I need to know if this could get better. If there's just something, maybe mentally I could do. I've lost most of my social life because of this. And since this new school year, I've missed plenty of days. Every one of my friends that know about this, has been very supportive, and consoling. I'm thankful for that.I find that if I get myself caught up in music, I can slowly slip from reality, and my mind sets off to venture away from problems. IBS related or not.Usually if I'm feeling crappy, poems are my best bet to let my emotions go. Expressing the pain I'm feeling in a poem, can get someone to open their eyes, and see that it really isn't in my head.Stories, for me, are tough. I'm currently writing one based on the everday struggles a person endures with IBS, and how she finds true love. I haven't felt compelled enough to finish it yet. Maybe once I feel creative again. Notice how when school starts, the creativity level in the brain goes on its all-time low. Haha.Heh, I could go on and on. But I'll spare you. I basically wanted to vent. All these emotions just fill my body, and I'm ready to burst. I'd post this on my online journal, but I want feedback from people who understand where I'm coming from.I guess I should start watching the movie I rented. It's already 4am. Where did time go?God bless you all.-StaceyI must confess my love for The Cure. Ok, I've confessed it. Hahaha. My subject title is a Cure lyric. You'll find that a lot from me.