I saw my endo today. I tried so hard to drop every necessary hint for her to see how depressed I am. She didn’t understand. She told me to try harder. She asked what motivates me. The truth is, I don’t know. You’d think wanting to live would motivate me, but if even that doesn’t work, what ever will?
I feel like I really need to talk to someone, but every time I start to tell a friend about how much I’m struggling, they change the topic or ignore it completely, so I’ve stopped trying to open up to people because the reality is, no one cares enough to listen.
How might we provide better venues and avenues for people to share what they are feeling? When they need help most, are “we” failing the diabetes community?
On a lighter note, here’s something to set the right tone for the weekend.