Late night #t1d confession

I am so tired. I’m drained and frustrated and just feel like lying in bed (with a big box of tissues in hand).

Today was a particularly awful day. My anxiety was sky high and throughout the day, I just ended up sobbing and burying my head.

This is when my type 1 diabetes can come and just wreak havoc on me. Last night I was sky high and I felt it in the morning. Throughout the day I was just shot.

This disease never gives you a break. And sometimes when you’re down, it feels like it’s just kicking you. Spitting at you. And taking an unflattering photo and posting it online.

I know people have it a lot worse. But today I just had to let everything sink in and just be.

Tomorrow is a new day.

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I discovered online last week these amazing cards made specifically for people with type 1! When I checked out their site again today, it lifted my spirits a bit. I love the message, I love the questions and it opens a dialogue that needs to happen. Check out Walk A Mile cards here.

 

Did you know I have anxiety? Anxiety and diabetes.

A recent Instagram post: It exists. You can live without hating your body, a disease you might have, or circumstances beyond your control.  There's so much happiness and life to live. Every moment is a gift. So stop and really take notice of your thoughts. Take stock of how much time you spend doing things that never help you achieve your goals.  Calculate all the time you spend worrying about nothing, reading about people you don't know and will never be part of your life and choose to focus on the better.  Health is not the absence of disease. Health means choosing a life worth living.

Beside the toilet. On the floor. In my bed. Under the dining room table. On the street. During a run. In the shower. At a casino.

I have lived with anxiety for the majority of my lifeĀ and these are a few of the places where I have had debilitating anxiety attacks. In the midst of hyper-ventilating, crying and often shaking, I sometimes think, “What did I ever do to deserve this?”

Sometimes I wake up with a face so swollen from so many hours of crying, it looks like I had some type of severe allergic reaction.

Although I haven’t addressed this much before, I am going to now. This is prompted by fellow Canadian blogger and athlete Chris Scully Brown. She recently wrote this article for A Sweet Life.

It’s so honest. And vulnerable. And crazy empowering.

Scully, thank you for being so brave and giving your perspective on a topic we need to address more.

J