Hi everyone. I'm new to this site....I've never been on anything like this before, but I'm just at the point where I can't take anymore, and I'm ready to explode. So....I thought I'd give this a chance. I've had ulcerative colitis for just under a year now, and I've just had enough. I'm a 20 year old college student, and for the most part, I think I've been handling all this pretty well since I found out I had it, but ever since the summer it seems, I've just blown a fuse. I currently take Asacol-400 mg-12 pills of that a day, along with Immuran-50 mg-3 pills a day, and Prednisone-15 mg a day. I was doing okay with all this medicine, even though I hated taking that many pills a day, and then my doctor started trying to taper me(again) off steroids. I was on 20 mg, and was doing alright with the tapering, but when I got down to 10 mg, I started flaring up and was having to go to the bathroom sometimes up to 17 times a day. At first I just thought it was the stress and nervousness of school starting again, but then when I was still having trouble after the 1st week, I realized it was the tapering of the steroids. So, my doctor put me back to 15 mg for two weeks, to see if that would hold me for a while. This is the third time I've tried to get off steroids people. And...I realized I need to get off them because they're harmful to me in the long rung and have horrible side effects, but I'm starting to realize I don't think I'll ever be able to get off them. My body is just being too stubborn and resistant to the medicine, and I can't take it anymore. All I ever do anymore it seems is think about my disease, and almost every day now I'm crying and just get more and more upset. All these thoughts about my disease consume me and I can't make them stop, and it's getting to the point where I think I'm just gonna break down and lose it. I'm sorry that this was such a long rant, but I just wanted to get my story out there. If anyone has any advice on how to deal...please.....I more than welcome it. My parents have been such a great support for me, and I love them for being so patient and sympathetic, but it's hard when you can't talk to people your age or people who have it. They just never fully understand, and I have no one to compare myself with. So, please...if anyone has anything that could help me to deal with this, or if you just want to tell me your story, then thank you. I appreciate your time.