I am a Type 2 Diabetic and I love it!

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I am a Type 2 Diabetic and I love it!

Need I say more? Of course there are times I wished I was "normal" but this is my "new normal." I have chosen to love who I am now with my diabetes. I am writing a new chapter in a new book about myself. I will revisit past memories about myself. In the end, it is the past. I am learning to have a love affair with the new me! There is no shame in the new me with a health condition. I say this every morning when I get up. I have it written on my mirror in my bathroom so I do not forget.

Diabetes just means I have to follow a new rule book. From the times we are babies, we are learning about our bodies. We spend years pressing our bodies and minds to go beyond its limits. Eventually we learn what our bodies will do and won't do. We have written a rule book for ourselves. Then diabetes enters our lives and our rulebook becomes outdated information. We have to write another rule book with our new limitations and our expectations. I just assume to make this an enjoyable experience. I can either do battle with my body and/or neglect it or I can learn to make peace with it and be partners with it. In the end, the body will all ways win the war. It is not easier to make love and not war?

I don't regret having Diabetes. Why should you? It has taken some soul searching on my part to come to this conclusion. This is not just a disease....DIABETES IS A LIFESTYLE. We are living and breathing the DIABETIC LIFE! Actually, it has taught me how to valuable life and my health. It is teaching how to bring out my inner warrior spirit and to show everybody I am proud. It has not been easy. I had to fight through several months of denial and questioning if I had enough tenacity to live with this. I do experience high's and low's and lots of medicinal side effects. I have mutilated spots on my palms for blood testing. These are all apart of the new rule book. I am prepared to live this life.....

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I agree with you...I came to that conclusion 32 years ago. My mother said "better you than me as you are the detail person!" It sure pays off to study the disease to make the right choices. So I am the same weight I was 32 years ago. I don't let diabetes rule my life and I don't think about it all the time. I just did exactly what you have decided...I made new rules for myself and I am a very low carb person and a supplement taker as I do not eat a lot, so I have to ensure I get all the necessary nutrients and good protein. It can be done and mood stays even.

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I am actually very glad that i am Type 2 instead of Type 1 for different reasons.

I have made no bones about the poor parenting I received from mother then my biological father. Just incase you were wondering my mother's husband use to molest me most of the time till I started to rebel. When my mother got tired of me at 16 she sent me to Louisiana to go live with my biological father abruptly.

Life with mother....
My mother was very mean to me because she didn't like my biological father. So she took alot of her anger out on me. If I was a type 1 I could only image how cruel she would have been trying to administer my injections and beating me for not staying still. We are talking about a woman that wouldn't make my lunch for school when I was in 3rd grade even though the school complained. As I got older the treatment would get worse. She didn't want to teach me to drive. So I am sure I would be left to my own devices trying to find proper health care and medication as a teenager.

Life with father...
My dad had the best intentions when he got me because he knew how cruel my mother was first hand. He was not prepared to dump his womanizing ways for me. He often say me as a mini version of my mother which would conjure up romantic feelings in him. I was not important enough for him to dropped all the side projects and get rick schemes. This would involve getting a 9-5 job to help make sure I would have the insulin and medications I needed. I think he would have done it every once in awhile as long as I was breathing but it would not be a priority. Definitely not on a consistent bases. Making sure his bimbos and libido were satisfied came first. That hasn't changed now. I am sure if I could last a few days with out insulin and meds he would have exploited that.

Knowing the crap that young Type1's go through... I am certainly happy I am Type 2 and much older so I have control of my own destiny. I normally cringe when I hear stories about parents denying or being neglectful of their Type 1 child's health. I could reach into the t.v. and choke the crap out of the parents for treating their children in such a manner.