For three years everyone I have met with diabetes (or parent of diabetic) has acted like everything is hunky-dory.
I have no desire to wallow, and I am trying to overcome it, but I’m still mad and I will admit, more than a little scared. Reading the poems and comments here has made me feel better.
At last, other people admitting that they are just as pissed as me.
Good. I was starting to feel like a freak for being upset that my daughter has a chronic illness. How does that even make sense? Don’t ask me.
I hope I can find more peace here.
Thank you for your words. Keep them coming 'cause I need all the help I can get!
I like to internalize most of my emotional struggles with diabetes. Only my wife and perhaps my parents know how truly depressing and maddening it can be for me. Perhaps others hide those emotions similarly and that may be why you think every diabetic you have met acts as if it is nothing more than a small inconvenience.
Every day I am angry about it. Most days I indulge myself a few minutes wondering how happy I would be if a cure was found, and how I would feel. It feels like when I talk about what I would do if I won the lottery.
it can be overwhelming, but just think you and control it; I’ve live a much healthier lifestyle than I ever have prior to diabetes, because i’m so in tune with my body: exercise, healthy eating, avoiding flu/ stress etc. I bet my organs are thanking me, so just look on the bright side there is only hope, diabetes will continue to be much easier to control as the future proceeds 
It DOESN’T make sense. What mother in her right mind wouldn’t be upset that the fruit of her own loins had a disease that she couldn’t just shake off or find a cure for? I’m p.o.'d that it’s ME; how much less can a mother feel. There really is no point in hiding or burying one’s feelings. They will escape from hiding sooner or later. That is another form of denial.
So, let your feelings out. Cry, stamp your feetsies, shout, rail against nature, whatever you want. Just release it and then put on a brave front for the little one. If she then wants to cry and rant, do it with her, then hold her. I’m no expert, but I’m a human being capable of seeing hurt and wanting to soothe it.
Take heart that you are very normal. You love your daughter and denial is dangerous to all.
Lois La Rose