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You know, I bet it took a great deal of energy and motivation on your part to work through all of this. I believe that is why many of us take "the easy way out" and just be content to be uncomfortable with those we love. I know I'm guilty of that, at times, and hope that I can summon up the courage to explore where all of that is coming from next time.

I also think there is a lot of this that happens with young kids and teenagers. I was diagnosed at the age of five, and can remember a few crystal clear moments in my past where I was being picked on and such. I know others have talked about it too. This happened to me more so in my teenage years. I think that teenagers in general are struggling to figure out life, and do not have the grown up wisdom to explore all of these vague and unfamiliar feelings. It's a tough thing. I imagine it is excruciatingly painful for parents to watch too.

In the end it hopefully adds up to some additional resilience and character, but I can sure identify with the "uncomfortable-ness" of it all.

Another great post. Thank you.

Brave, honest, and forced me to look harder at myself.

Thank you for writing this. Your honesty resonates in ways I can't convey.

Wow, Birdie, once again you have touched me. We travel all the way to Germany with our 3 children every summer -- which I realize some may think is a luxury, but for me it is an obligation and a chore. It is physically and mentally exhausting. And my husband just goes on thinking I'm "doing such a great job with my diabetes," he can't understand why this trip is such a big deal for me. But it is. A big deal. And I realize that I feel resentful, because for everyone else it's just fun. For me, it's work. Not a vacation. Certainly not from diabetes.

Gosh, Birdie. Sometimes I don't even take an evening walk with a neighbor because I don't want to slow anybody down if I have a hypo.........
Thank you for being so honest and putting those vulnerabilities out front. I have been on the dating scene for 30 years and lately have found it easier to say no rather than risk being rejected because of the db. It's so easy for me to think of myself as "damaged goods". Yup, everybody else went out and had fun and I stayed home with my diabetes.
Thankfully, you and your husband have good commnication skills and can identify the problem and then work toward resolution. He sounds like a good guy. You are lucky to have each other.
Happy Thanksgiving1

Thank you for this post. Again, it echoes so much of what I feel inside, too. Fear of rejection, fear of abandonment. I have these things deeply inside myself. I am proud of you for having the courage to talk to your husband about all of this and not just shrug it off and let it be.

To this day my own mother still comments on how my life "revolves around food" and how she forgets that she "needs to slow down" and let me eat because of being diabetic, taking things slower is something she doesn't like to do. She says it in such a way that makes me understand, in part, why I have body image problems and a warped way of looking at food. If my own mother can't accept me, how can another?

Also, I think it's why I love taking a vacation with my twin sister--also a diabetic. We don't need to explain or worry about others. We get it.

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