You were not on your side of the bed. I first got excited to be finally free but quickly I panicked. What am I supposed to do without you now? No hypos in the middle of the night anymore? No worries while driving? No extra things to think about while I am dancing? No reason to fight every single day? Nothing to prick me to feel like I’m alive? Who’s gonna pinch me to make sure I’m still breathing? Please, don’t go! Please, don’t leave me… who’s gonna remind me I’m worth something? Who’s gonna make me sweet again? Take my last drop of blood but don’t give up on me so easily. I’m nothing without you.
Maybe… diabetes does not define me but surely I wouldn’t be the same without it. So, thank you, diabetes for coming in the right place, at the right time and you taught me the lesson of truely being committed to something for the rest of my life… Maybe I am broken, but somehow diabetes fixed me. We are broken as fuck together but we make a type one of a kind life!
George Starpan
March 20, 2018 at 9:42 amWe are one person…I have the same thoughts sometime…What will i do without my problems…WE LIVE!