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D&D (Diabetes and Discrimination)

Skyler
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Skyler is plunging head first into the new school year. oh happy day.
Type one since 1994. Diagnosed at 18 months old.

Hey I'm Skyler. I'm now a junior in high school and have been a...

Skyler

Thursday, August 21, 2008
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While i realize that i am not the only one who suffers through the discriminations of my peers, only because i am "blessed" with this thing called diabetes, i just can't help but feel alone sometimes. Every year i come home from diabetes camp, and boast about how wonderful it was and how hot the counselors are, and such and such. And every year (all due to a friend of mine saying and i quote "Oh, so it's just like fat camp! .... you know because you are all suffering with the same thing and all....") i get teased about getting shipped off to fat camp for a week. While i take pride in the fact that i am indeed a diabetic, most of the time..., i can't help but relapse every once and a while. I can remember back in second grade during snack time, having the teacher stand there and take away my oreos and scrape out the frosting from them saying "that is way too much frosting for you!" and then tossing my now un-appetizing cookies back at me. Or even when i'm high in class and i try to correct my BG on my pump and the teacher tries to confiscate it because they think it's a camera or a phone or any other electronic under the sun other than what it really is. and then gets all mad at me when i threaten to have them fired for endangering my health. (muahaha) Or even when i make even the smallest mistake, that anyone was liable to make, and some of my best friends just shrug it off and say "it's because she has diabetes..." How about my dad even, if i don't pick up the phone every time he calls, or even if i just trip (which i do quite a bit of because i'm actually terribly clumsy) he comes running because he thinks i've died. I'm just so sick and tired of people treating me as below them almost, just because i am different, in a way that doesn't even matter. I'm tired of all of the teasing and the jokes about who i am on the inside, and the way of life that i have had to deal with since i was a toddler. it's just so frustrating. Even though most of the people are my closest friends, and i know that it's all in good fun, but i don't think that they realize how much it really hurts when they say stuff like that to my face, or behind my back even. im just tired of it all, and i just want the whole world to take a walk in my shoes just for one day even and realize exactly what its like. (and yes i do realize that that sounds quite selfish because there are so many worse things out there that i could be dealing with but i think that venting frustrations possibly gives me a short term license to do so.) 

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