The Life of a Diabetic

Prologue

I grew up as any kid could would. Parents weren't horrable or mean. We had a few problems with dad here and there, but I still love him.
Of course, there was the occasional head butting here and there, but thats common for most folks. I would offten find myself hanging by my own tail than with anybody else. And despite to my best of my abilities, I could never fit in. I just never fit in with the other kids. I, of course had friends but, it would be nice to hang out with people who were like me and could understand me. And for those times I finally did meet those people, we moved.

They would always say "I'll call you everday" or "We'll keep in touch" it mever happens. Then when I do call them its "Who are you". They never remember me or any of it. Almost like I never existed. A few people, here and there will remember me though and do stay in contact with me, which always makes me smile.

My family not only consisted of blood relatives but also friends due to having a small family. But we do love them like family. And thats all that matters to us.

We would spend our vacation riding quads in the dunes or four- wheeling out in the forests. Its just how I was raised. I never really wore frilly dresses, you would often find me wearing jeans and a baggy t-shirt. When I wasn't in school I would often be reading a book or listening to music. I always wanted someone to love me for who I am but not that desperate to go out searching due to my condition. I have always been self- conscience about myself but that never stopped me from doing what I loved. I love my life and I am forever grateful for everything and everyone in my life.