It might help if you read this when you're mad! Reading this may also cause you great relief! (It did for me). I cried when I wrote it. I laughed hysterically. I also edited out the bad words that I would have normally said, just so kids and mom's could still read it! This one felt great! Oh, and you may want to punch something when your done too. I DID!

Diabetes,

YOU'RE A PIECE A CRAP IN MY BOOK. I've had you since I was 14. You made me lose weight. You made me have terrible cramps in the middle of the night. You made me spend two of the scariest most uncertain weeks of my life in a hospital. You made my eye's so blurry that I couldn't even see the picture on the TV. You made my breath smell horrible when my sugar was high and I didn't know it. You make me live in fear everyday. When I got you, I was in the eighth grade and at a pivotal point in my life and then here you came along AND CHANGE EVERYTHING. You are with me 24 hours a day 7 days a week and you make me freaking sick!!!

I've been in this relationship with you since that cold day back in December of '94. I didn't ask for you to come around. You found me. You make my life a living hell sometimes. And you have affected and continue to affect those who are near and dear to me. You have made me cry. You made wet the freaking bed when I was 14 years old! THAT was hard. You have made me the person that I am today,.and I guess for that, you son-of-a-gun, I am thankful. Because you have turned me into a fighter and someone who can face this life and laugh in the face of death!

You make me bleed 5 times a day and carry around a freaking purse and an electronic device that tells me where my sugar is!! What kind of crap is that?!! You make me inject myself with some liquid that I don't even know anything about. You make me puke sometimes. You make me irritable, emotional, and flat out rude. You make people fat and skinny. You have made me eat when I didn't want to. People develop eating disorders because of you. You limit the things that I can do professionally. YOU! YOU! YOU! That's no way to live! You cause grief in my relationships. You affect how I act and the way my mood is and you don't give me a choice in the matter.

Ultimately, I guess I do have one option. I could choose to end you and take myself out of the equation. But guess what buddy, your not going to get me today, or tomorrow, or ever. I refuse to give in to your BULLCRAP! You may think you that you have won when I am depressed, blind, or without a toe or two. But you've got another freaking thing coming dude. Because I am better than that, I am better than you. Diabetes, you will never get the best of me!