'People think diabetes is just physical and even then it’s more physical then they can imagine. It’s blood and scars and black freckles on your fingers. It’s bruises on your body and pink marks on your stomach. It’s scratches and burning as insulin enters the fat and saves you life.
And just as it physical it’s mental. A double edged sword. A double wamny. For me, I’d say it’s more a mental battle. It’s telling yourself to keep fighting, to take that needle for the forth time that day. That you can get through it. You can through the depression and the anxiety and the hate you have for a body that’s failed you. That if you can get through today, then that’s another battle you’ve fought and concurred. That it will all get easier. That even though it’s not fair you can overcome it. That there’s hope that tomorrow will be better. And it’s the hope that kills you as it’s not always met.'
'It’s not our job to toughen our children up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.'