My Diabetes Secret

A safe place to share your diabetes secrets. No judgement. No shame. Merely catharsis through honesty.

My Diabetes Secret

"Diabetes sucks!"



"Diabetes has made me far too aware of the world inside my body."



"It makes me sad that my t1 child feels low at least a couple times a day. It breaks my heart that she has to feel this way."



"I’m flipping the fuck out, my crush was extremely upset and drunk today since it was his dad’s death today 3 years ago and said “I am going to die soon, I quit smoking only to find ulcers forming on my legs, set up to lose them”. I am worried since he is Diabetic and also has celiac disease, I don’t know what I would do without him and I don’t want him to die :/ he is only 25 too, that is too premature"



"I’m 14y and I had been bullied for four years before I got diabetes T1 and then celiacs. I moved schools but was bullied there for 3 more years. I’m into second level education now and have friends. I had been self harming earlier this year until it was discovered. I think I have mild depression and I often contemplate cutting or wanting to kill myself. I’m scared that I will never be normal or even mentally well ever again."



"I’ve been dating this guy for 5 months and everything is going well, I’ve been very open about my T1 diabetes and he’s been great about informing himself. After a long day of constants highs and raging lows, I hold him that my biggest fear in life is going to sleep and not waking up. He responded with “That’s why I’m here”. He’s definitely a keeper."



"Just because I’m overweight and have Type 2 Diabetes does not mean I chose to have a non-curable disease. I’m tired of being told it’s my fault. When both of my grandmothers, both of my parents and four of their five children (including one who’s skin and bones and has been a vegan for 36 years) have diabetes I’m pretty sure that heredity has something to do with this damn disease too."



"September 9th, 2011. I was 20 years old when I was diagnosed. I am lucky, I have a wonderful man who has been there for me the entire time and who was, for a long time, the main reason I was able to stay with the diet, the shots (I am phobic of needles) and everything else. I am eternally grateful to him, and to my other friends who treat me like a normal person, not just my disease. As much as I wish I never had this complication to my life, it’s a part of me now."



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The last time I hung out with a friend, I got offered a cupcake from someone that they work with. I responded politely with, ‘no, thank you,’ and they asked, ‘are you sure?’. It didn’t bother me that she had asked again, she didn’t know I had diabetes, it was fine. But it was the fact that in the little time between her asking and me responding a second time, my friend blurted out, “She has diabetes and left her insulin at home.”

Shouldn’t that be something I share? Maybe I didn’t want that information shared with everyone around me? Why do friends of diabetics seem to think they have the right to tell everyone around you that you have diabetes? It’s not your disease, it’s mine. Please don’t go around acting like you have any right.

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"I get highs and lows and feel like shit, or sometimes I inject in a bad spot and just have to scream “Fuck” because it hurts so much, but I don’t spend time wishing this disease would go away or that I could live without it for a day. It’s just so ingrained in me that it’s a non-issue. Anytime I see another diabetic who is struggling, my first thought isn’t help, it’s judgement, and I’m super embarrassed by that. I don’t even know whether I could give other people any comfort if I tried."