I realize at times, sometimes I do keep my Diabetes pent up inside me. SO DONT. Like the subconsiouss things it made me doo. I was going through a bad BG time, so I was very anxious about my sugars I would cover up screen of my meter and slowly look at the numbers hoping for a 1…no 3s which was my problem.
Diabetes is something we need to share. At times when I was first diagnosed I would break down crying wondering “why me”, but now it has made me stronger. Its a burden and, in an ironic sense, a gift. I wish I new about Tudiabetes alot earlier! It feels great to vent about all this.
A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.
One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group, cause, or movement: friends of the clean air movement.
Friend A member of the Society of Friends; a Quaker.
I think in this case, number 3 is applicable. We are all united in our cause to control this disease. That makes us all a member of each others support team.