This Might be Chronic, but I Shall Make it Beautiful
I always wondered how it would feel like for someone outside our circle to understand what it is like living with Type One diabetes. I must also say that I have left diabetes speak on my behalf for quite a long time. See, regardless of how fierce and strong we claim to be, deep down we all have this little girl - or maybe big girl - who woke up one day and was forced to face this brutal reality of having to care for her body and literally keep herself alive. But how alive are we? Have you ever stopped yourself to ask that question? How alive are we? How trapped are we within this every day game of testing, carb counting, correcting, and just trying to control our blood sugar? What did we loose in this process? And by always controlling every aspect of living with this chronic illness, how much control has it gained over our being? I ask these questions not to confuse you in any way,...