Learning from Honesty About My Diabetes


Would you believe it when I say that at one point, I’d barely talk about my period? That if I did, it would be in hush-hush tones, with code names, with shame, and only to a few close friends (barely even wanted to talk about it to my doctors!).

Mindy is self-publishing an honest book about growing up with chronic illness and mental health. She wrote the content before rose colored glasses impacted her experiences too much. To help this book get published, you can visit the crowdfunding page to learn more, back her project, and help spread the word. You can also follow Mindy on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, and her blog “There’s More to the Story”.

Providing the Diabetes Community Understanding and Resources


My name is Laura and I'm 25 years old. I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes when I was 4 and I don't really remember living any other way. I grew up going to diabetes camps and attending support groups for kids like me, but to make one thing abundantly clear - growing up with the disease never defined me. I was absolutely a child first and a person with diabetes second.

It all links up: weaving all the elements of diabetes while travelling


Diabetes is a funny thing, it’s not a solo entity. In order for it to be manageable, it needs to work well with other elements of our lives. So many things affect my diabetes including, exercise, diet, but the biggest thing for me is stress. When travelling with diabetes there is even more that can cause havoc to my diabetes: altitude, weather and climate!


New Diagnoses, One Year Later


So it's been about a year- officially.  Truthfully this all started over 11 years ago with the arrival of my first period including hospital inducing pain. 

But 10 years later (about a year ago). 

I stared sleeping through alarms. I started needed 12 or more hours of sleep, but I struggled with insomnia. I was getting weaker and exhausted. I was hungry all of the time. My acne and hair growth got worse again. A blood sugar roller coaster- the likes of which I hadn't experienced since hormones first appeared- was impossible to get a handle on. My anxiety couldn't be tamed or helped with self-care or my meds. 

Stepping Back and Giving Myself Some Credit


I struggle with things outside of my control. I want to be able to control everything. I always wish that if I put my all into everything and follow directions, I will see my desired result.

That’s possible in a lot of avenues. Chronic illness? Not so much. You can do all of the “right” things with diabetes- one day you might get all the desired results you and your endocrinologist hope for. But… maybe the next day that isn’t so- even if you do EXACTLY the same thing. It’s frustrating. It can be really disheartening. It can put a damper on your motivation. And- it can just hurt (physically, emotionally, and mentally).