As of this week I have been diagnosed w diabetes. I'm not gonna lie ive been a wrek. I know some might say that its not that big of a deal but to me it means alot of scary things. my dad and 3 granparents had it and they have passed. I am fully responsible for this whole episode I know. I am eating very differently now and attempting to eat healthy. I ve also quit smoking for over a month now. I dont feel like diabetes fits into my lifestyle that i want to live. So I'll just say it has stopped by for a visit and soon enough it will be gone. I dont know why I ate myself into death but something tells me I was being lazy and took the easy way out. Not anymore because its now or never.
