The absolute worst thing about this ulcer which I have gnawing away at my stomach lining is not the exhaustion, or the digestive distress, or the stomach pain, or the weight gain.

The worst thing is the anger.

It doesn't happen all that often, but sometimes my anger quotient will suddenly shoot up. I'll be doing something perfectly normal, like cooking dinner, and I will just be seized with resentment and fury. I will sigh gustily. I will slam doors. I will smack plates down on the counters and replace lids on pots loudly.

That's the ulcer doing its thing, and I hate it. Sometimes it leaves me feeling like all I have left is rage.

Posted by Dunx at August 25, 2005 12:40 PM