CurrentlySober

You also have to ask yourself, when is 'trying' to be healthy, actually a detriment to your standard of living?

Let's say you get diagnosed and really take it seriously. You give up drinking completely, and you stop smoking too. Cut down on salt and any sugars, and always choose the healthy option when you are out for a meal. At home, you start taking vitamins in the morning and at night along with your diabetic pills, and you add healthy things into your diet that you wouldn't normally have had, like probiotic yogurts for gut health etc...

You completely change your lifestyle, and instead of sitting down, you getup and move around - You start walking. Just a mile a day at first, but eventually you are going out in the morning and walking 4 and a half miles, and again in the afternoon for another 2 miles. You do this day in, day out, even in the pouring rain, as you don't wanna let yourself down. You buy special stuff, like diabetic socks as they are better for your feet, and begin massaging your feet with lotion at night, to avoid rough skin.

You realise you have basically begun walking, for nearly 3 hours a day, EVERY DAY, just walking aimlessly for the sake of walking itself. There's no 'reward' when you get back home in the form of food as you only eat healthy stuff. You no longer go out to the pub, as you don't drink anymore, so that social circle of friends fades away.... But you stick at it - Because you are diabetic and 'Want To Do The Right Thing'

You look back at your Xmas Dinner with family, and realise you had a single roast potato, a teaspoon of peas, and piece of turkey no bigger than half a credit card and a teaspoon of gravy. All the be 'Healthy'

Then, your diabetic appointment comes around. You are told that you are still diabetic, and you still really need to do 'More'... At this point, you realise that you are no longer 'living a life' - But you are a slave to this invisible thing called Diabetes...

At what point do you say, 'Fuck It? This ain't living?

But... You keep it up - Another fucking year goes by... Another year of enforced exercise, and restricting your diet... Basically, stopping yourself from having any sort of enjoyment in life, but you stick at it - Take the pills, and follow the rules... You've lost so much weight that you are unrecognisable. People don't think you look slim - They think you look ill and malnourished! You've had to buy an entire new wardrobe... You don't even feel like yourself anymore...

And even after another year, you are STILL told that you are still diabetic, and you still really need to do 'More'... EXACTLY LIKE LAST TIME... What 'More'??? What more IS there to do, other than just stop living completely? At least that way you'll be dead and wont have diabetes anymore...

Eventually, after another year, nothing's changed, so you change. You stop all the extra stuff, and go back out again, into the world, and begin living... When your next appointment comes round, You are told that you are still diabetic, and you still really need to do 'More'... Same old, same old - YAWN - Got bored with it by now...

I think Id rather die 10 years early, than spend another 10 years alive, worrying about diabetes and living my life for it each day...



I'm not gonna confirm or deny that all the above applies to me, but if only 50% of it does, you can see why I say, I really no longer GIVE A FUCK and simply just do whatever the fuck I want these days...