I have no choice in this. I did not ask to be a diabetic. Sometimes when you look at me I see something in your eyes that makes me twinge with guilt. I am so sorry that I need help all the time. I am so sorry that I cant work right now. I am sorry that I cant contribute. I wish I could go right now and get a job and not get fired due to my diabetes. I wish I could snap my fingures and lesson your load of worries. I am scared your getting tired of dealing with my diabetes. I am scared you are getting tired of my lows and having to save me again and again. I am scared you are getting tired of me. I want so badly to get control but control is always out of reach. My BG drops over and over again. Doctor says give it time. Doctor says control will come with time. Time… This is not working well. I constantly feel like I am a burden. I constantly feel like you dont deserve this. Honestly… I feel like I am a low down piece of &%#@ for putting you thrue this. The bad news is, I am always going to be a diabetic. There is no quike fix. This is what I am. I am a diabetic! When and how do I be a women, a productive member of sociaty, a lover, a freind, a horse women and a diabetic. I think I am over reacting but… am I? I am confused and scared. I need to work. We need the money, but … HOW?
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