Hi there this is my first post made, and apologies because it's a looooong one
I'm posting under a pseudonym purely because it's a sensitive topic and i'd rather not be identified, but I do visit the forums regularly for information and tips and have found them very useful; just never posted before.
Basically.. I was diagnosed with T1 during my early teens which came as a massive shock as I knew nothing about it: not hereditary, congential, or in my family at all. I also knew no one with it. I felt alienated at school and in sport when I could no longer live and perform the way I used to, but at the time I took it all in my stride, never thought much of it once I eased in. I then went through all the typical teenage stuff like drinking, staying out etc. which again didn't cause any major problems in terms or management and controlled - i'm surprised lol.
Anyway, this sounds crazy, but only up until a year or two ago have I actually felt like i've had diabetes (bearing in mind i'm 19) as I started having horrific episodes of hypoglycaemia like everything from fainting, aggression, stroke like symptoms, convulsions - everything. I've been hospitalised a few times and gotten better but it really opened my eyes.
I started university last year and if anything, i've tried to tightened my control (ironically enough) by testing way more frequently than I'm used to but here is where my problem lies, I think that I may be subconsciously having mental problems around my illness. I won't go into it but my family have had their problems - drink, drugs, od's you name it but as I've gotten older and realised that they're never going to change and most importantly don't want to change like what's the point? Really?? I get so upset whenever i've had a drink as it's usually the only time i'll admit how they're affecting me. I live at home and commute to uni but it's like in 3 days never mind 3 years when I finish my degree will you even be here? My family is 3 members strong all of which have severe addictions as previously stated and distant family are as it says - distant. They're excessively proud of me but I carry so much responsibility I feel like i'm going to crumble; paying all the bills, working, picking up after them and tbh it is effecting me physiologically and psychologically. My diabetes is suffering and I think the reason why it's so bad and why I overinject and don't care is because i'm done with all the burden. I love them so much but all I want is a normal life.
I'm not suicidal. I know suicide and i've dealt with it. I'm just a very strong person, and not really sure as to why every time I have a glass of wine too many I cry and cry and cry about my problems then consequently hypo. It's just difficult personally to comprehend that ME, I could maybe have a mental illness??? I don't know...
I just wanted to get that out there tbh and would appreciate any feedback??
but yes I have tried to talk to them (I have for years), no i'm not attention seeking (just confused) and lastly I have absolutely no prejudice towards mental health issues (i'm just a girl who's lost her fight).
I'm posting under a pseudonym purely because it's a sensitive topic and i'd rather not be identified, but I do visit the forums regularly for information and tips and have found them very useful; just never posted before.
Basically.. I was diagnosed with T1 during my early teens which came as a massive shock as I knew nothing about it: not hereditary, congential, or in my family at all. I also knew no one with it. I felt alienated at school and in sport when I could no longer live and perform the way I used to, but at the time I took it all in my stride, never thought much of it once I eased in. I then went through all the typical teenage stuff like drinking, staying out etc. which again didn't cause any major problems in terms or management and controlled - i'm surprised lol.
Anyway, this sounds crazy, but only up until a year or two ago have I actually felt like i've had diabetes (bearing in mind i'm 19) as I started having horrific episodes of hypoglycaemia like everything from fainting, aggression, stroke like symptoms, convulsions - everything. I've been hospitalised a few times and gotten better but it really opened my eyes.
I started university last year and if anything, i've tried to tightened my control (ironically enough) by testing way more frequently than I'm used to but here is where my problem lies, I think that I may be subconsciously having mental problems around my illness. I won't go into it but my family have had their problems - drink, drugs, od's you name it but as I've gotten older and realised that they're never going to change and most importantly don't want to change like what's the point? Really?? I get so upset whenever i've had a drink as it's usually the only time i'll admit how they're affecting me. I live at home and commute to uni but it's like in 3 days never mind 3 years when I finish my degree will you even be here? My family is 3 members strong all of which have severe addictions as previously stated and distant family are as it says - distant. They're excessively proud of me but I carry so much responsibility I feel like i'm going to crumble; paying all the bills, working, picking up after them and tbh it is effecting me physiologically and psychologically. My diabetes is suffering and I think the reason why it's so bad and why I overinject and don't care is because i'm done with all the burden. I love them so much but all I want is a normal life.
I'm not suicidal. I know suicide and i've dealt with it. I'm just a very strong person, and not really sure as to why every time I have a glass of wine too many I cry and cry and cry about my problems then consequently hypo. It's just difficult personally to comprehend that ME, I could maybe have a mental illness??? I don't know...
I just wanted to get that out there tbh and would appreciate any feedback??
but yes I have tried to talk to them (I have for years), no i'm not attention seeking (just confused) and lastly I have absolutely no prejudice towards mental health issues (i'm just a girl who's lost her fight).