I feel in trouble whatever I do with my parents, and I hate that it still hits me. That’s the whole post, really. This is about parental estrangement guilt, and the extra layers that come with it when you’re also raising kids and managing Type 1 diabetes. The rest is detail. The double bind of…
I made $26 by doing nothing. Not “nothing” in the influencer-humble-brag sense where it actually means four hours of content planning I’m not mentioning. Actually nothing. I opened an app/website, added three things I already recommend to people in real life, and forgot about it. The app is called Benable. Here’s what it is, how…
Some mornings I can’t tell if it’s my blood sugar, my ADHD, or my hormones deciding to have a meeting without me. I’m standing in the kitchen, forgotten why I walked in, hands a bit shaky, can’t hold a thought long enough to finish a sentence to my own kid. Is that a low? Is…
I was diagnosed two weeks before I turned 13. Type 1 diabetes doesn’t wait for a convenient time to show up.Here’s the part that doesn’t make it into the “brave little diabetic” stories. I was a teenager who hated every single appointment because I was always in trouble. My blood sugars weren’t where they should’ve…