04/07/2026
Four years ago,
my body spoke a language I did not yet understand.
Type 1 diabetes.
1,460 days
~7,300 injections
Countless sleepless nights
Emergencies averted
A mind that never stops calculating
This life is not just in the body.
It lives in the mind.
Thinking ahead.
Planning.
Preparing.
Never fully letting go.
Every meal = a decision
Every outing = a strategy
Every night = a question
Every day = a test
Doing nothing? Never an option.
Some days this body feels like a betrayal.
A body that fights me, humbles me, challenges me.
And yet… it has taught me strength.
Discipline.
Resilience.
Courage.
How to put myself first.
How to rise when tired.
How to keep going when heavy.
And yes… it is heavy.
Just because I carry it well, doesn’t mean it isn’t heavy.
💙 To my diabetes buddy: .rigel
The one who truly understands.
The one who lives this invisible fight with me.
The one who gets the sleepless nights, the numbers, the planning, the fear, and the victories.
Thank you for being my mirror, my guide, my cheerleader, my HERO!
💙 To my family and friends:
Always there for me — handing juice boxes, checking in, making sure I’m okay.
I find strength knowing you walk beside me every step of the way.
💙 To my diabetes team:
The ones who keep me sane, keep me alive, and help me navigate this journey.
I thank you. I am eternally grateful.
Four years later.
Still learning this body.
Still becoming someone new.
Still finding beauty.
Still choosing gratitude.
Still choosing joy.
Here’s to another 365 days.
Whatever they bring, I’ll meet them with grace, grit, and gratitude. 💙
Thank you for capturing my strength.