Thursday, 17 April 2014

Not really a choice

I  have never defined myself by my diabetes.  Not because I am brave or admirable, but because quite frankly, it has never occurred to me to do so.  Sometimes it is a handy excuse to get out of doing something I don't really want to do. Sometimes it is a pain in the arse.  But it is just something that is a part of me, something that I don't love, but that I live with.  Because the other choice is not living, and that choice is not for me.

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