One day in and I'm losing my mind

My diet just got kicked right in the pants

My Nurse yesterday said I couldn't eat potatoes or anything with white flour

No milk apparently

No pasta

just lots of protein

jesus christ how am I supposed to live? Hopefully my dietitian can give me more reasonable foods to eat, but fuck I don't know what Im supposed to do. My doctors don't even know why I'm alive, I could easily be dead, or in a coma. NO ONE could give me a reason why I'm not

Support is always nice, I appreciate it. But I mean in the end it's me who has to be the one who stabs myself in the thigh 4 times a day and ruins my finger tips with a glucometer.

I'm pretty convinced life hates me. I fail at school, relationships, playing bass, and now apparently I fail at food.

I think I get a deserved "Fuck my life" at this point, I just wish I knew why there appears to be a rain cloud that just hovers over me and just goes "FUCK YOU TAYLOR" *rain rain rain* "Oh hey it's sunny now!" "Really" NO FUCK YOU MORE" *lightning rain rain rain*

Fuck this

So I have...

Type 1 Diabetes.

Abso-fucking-lutely wonderful

Time to become a manual pancreas, fuck me.

Why do I always feel guilty?

Birthdays. I always feel so guilty if I don't pitch in or buy someone something. and people always try to make me go in with them to get them something.I Don't mind buying people anything it's just that...

No one gets me anything. My birthday came and went this year and all I got were residual happy birthday's when one person said so, and everyone else followed along. Omar/jonathan were the last ones to get me anything for my birthday, and that shit was tight, I should probably bring out the limbo more. I'm not saying I expect people to get me anything really, but it's strange when I'm expected to do it for others or I look like a dick

so why do I need to be guilted into buying shit?