I became diabetic in 1998, following a high stress workplace sequence of events.
I began taking insulin around 2008 because I was not able to diet/exercise control and metformin was no longer working.
All Metformin seemed to do for me was lower my sense of humour and impair my ability to dream.
When I reported this to my doctor, she said that that was an unusual symptom.
I said “or are people just not self aware enough to notice and more, be able to report it as important?”
in any event – having to take blood sugar levels and insulin makes it hard to eat with people who are family, never mind friends or coworkers
even eating alone
once at a food fair, someone reported a junkie in the food court
I had a very long and uncomfortable staring contest with the security guard who responded to the call and saw I did not fit the profile.
the number of times that I had to explain to restaurant servers and even managers that bathrooms were not hygenic enough nor should I have to hide
no one should be forced to ride the back of the bus
in 2012 I stopped taking the medication and worked to reduce my stress with yoga and going vegetarian
at first to resolve ethical issues but more to reject cruelty as a condition of existance
given the levels directed at me…