Type 1 diabetes- a frenemy.

Diabetes…
For some it’s just a word they have read for me it’s my life.
I have diabetes as my partner which i never wanted and which i cannot exchange. People are not even aware of it and this partner of mine lives with me throughout. There are days when he is an enemy and days when he is my friend. I still remember how i got diagnosed with it during my college days. My sister saw that i was eating excessively and still losing weight. I was having energy issues but i thought maybe i was putting too much effort in my work. But it was my friendly enemy my partner in crime which was trying to come into my life. I was not ready for him to sneak into my life but he had full confidence that i was ready and yes he jumped into my life. Welcome or not i had to shake hands with him. I took lot of time to understand him and acceptance was no where nearby. There I was holding my breath cursing him and cursing god “Why me”, “What have i done to get this” and “Where have i gone wrong”? But i didn’t realise he had to be in my life to show me way. To make me realise even if something goes wrong life still goes on. He came handy when i wanted to bunk classes. When i got late for class not only me but people living with me got off the hook for coming in late. He has always held me in his clutches. I still feel bad about him because no one other than me is getting affected. It is still me bearing the consequences; no maybe my friends don’t deal with him but my family does. My mom lives with a scary thought that i may succumb to the diabetic death just like my dad. I will not find love in my life due to this partner as he is more vocal in my life. Someone will not like to sit on second seat and let him have charge. My family has to deal with issues such as putting more money for my medicines, for ensuring i am never without supplies if i go out and when i go for work. Everyone in my house likes to keep in touch to ensure i don’t faint due to hypo or get hyper due to excessive intake. My friends do put in and try to help but he has a mind of his own. He says jump i have to jump and due to his selfish mentality there are days when i don’t listen to him and don’t do his bidding. Trust me those days are horrible as he can be mean to the core. It’s his bidding i have to follow. He has another name BOSS. And yes like other bosses i have to follow him. Though with little workout and little management there are days when i end up being my own boss. Our love and fight will continue throughout hopefully my other Dia-buddies are able to manage their relationship with their partners in crime better.
Till then good bye from me and my frenmy!

-Yashasvi Mittal Jain