I blamed a number of social issues I have had on this disease. At first, it was because I couldn't eat or drink. Then it was because things hadn't normalized. Then there was something psychologically wrong.
It was none of these things (the latter, though, arguably). It was an excuse. I was going through a social transition. And I think it's complete.
In the last 24 hours I've said what I needed to say some specific people. Things will be better in their absence.
(I didn't kill anyone, despite how ominous that sounds. But if I did, I'd harvest their pancreases.)
(Pancrei?)
Diabetes made me reëvaluate my life. In a weird way, I am appreciative of that.
But couldn't I have just been struck by lightning?
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