For the Diabetics That Feel Like Shit

FOR THE DIABETICS THAT FEEL LIKE SHIT

Everyday I wake up with toes I don’t know I can keep

Falling into bed wondering how well I can sleep

Waking up to shakes and asking for food

If I was alone, I don’t know what I’d do

I am awoken to juice and snacks

By a significant other telling me I’d be okay

As if this were how I felt, and they knew the facts

As if I didn’t understand, that every moment I wished it were true

Dear every girlfriend that got me food, thank you.

Dear every girlfriend that didn’t understand my emotional dips, fuck you.

Sometimes I look at my feet and wonder how long I will have them

Tattoos that the doctors tell me I will lose, or organs I wish I could hold on too.

Dear family, you don’t know what it is like, please stop asking how I am

I can’t afford the medicine to make me feel like you do everyday

Do you fear for my health? I really think that’s great, except you don’t understand

Shots aren’t the worst part of my day and I wish I could explain

The actual feeling of low blood sugar and what it does

The real-life roller coaster of highs and how it effects the ones you love

So please to all my diabetics that feel like shit, even when you do your best

Be proud of yourselves because you’ve made it this far, and for that you’re blessed.

please know you are understood and loved. I love you all.