For most of my life I have worried about my weight, dieting, exercising, weight lifting, walking even in horribly bitter cold winter weather. Eating barely anything sometimes and sometimes eating "clean" and NEVER feeling it was natural or NEVER having it make me happy. My sister died of Lung cancer three years ago and I remember her saying to me at one point" Look I'm finally a size 2", I thought to myself ,When am I just going to accept how I look? I finally quit obsessing about my weight and low and behold I am now a diabetic and NOW I am FORCED to go back to MONITORING what I eat.
I am so ANGRY and depressed. Today at lunch one of the coworkers was discussing how they made sure they only ate no more than 45 carbs per meal. IS THIS WHAT I HAVE TO LOOK FORWARD TO FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE??????!!!!!
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