Why I Never Joined the Debate Team
I can understand people disagreeing with me.
I can understand people hating diabetes.
I can understand people wanting this disease to disappear forever.
I can understand the fear.
I can understand the confusion.
I can understand the frustration.
I can understand the pain.
What I cannot understand is why someone would be cruel as to call me a liar.
Maybe I am taking this too personally. Maybe I am putting myself too far into the question. Maybe I interpreted the question differently.
But honestly (and this is my fucking blog and I write my thoughts as I please), I have never felt my opinions more cut down, more dismissed and more attacked than I have in the past few days with this discussion.
I am not crazy. Or maybe I am. But I am trying to find peace of mind.
Some of you have been wonderful. You have laid out your thoughts respectfully and honestly, and I appreciate that. You don't need to agree with me on everything. I would hate to live in a world where everyone agreed with me. But I have heard people's opinions called "lies," "idiotic," and "irresponsible." To me, that is disgusting.
I have worked very hard to come to terms with living with a chronic illness that will someday kill me. I have devoted my life to finding a cure and to helping those living with this disease. This disease HAS defined me, because I allowed it to shape my life's mission. I happen to think philanthropic endeavors are very worthy. But I have never felt more shot down in my life.
You don't have to like my opinions, and I don't have to like yours. But we should at least have the decency to respect how a person copes with something as life-changing as diabetes. It is life-changing. Don't ever think you'd be the same person without diabetes, because you wouldn't. Maybe you think you'd be a better person without it. Fine. Maybe you think you're a better person with the disease. Fine.
We don't know. We can't know and we won't know. We are living with this disease in the Here and Now. We need each other. We need each other like we need insulin. To Survive. To Thrive. But some of the comments from the past few days have made me very distrustful of people.
Thankfully, I am a stubborn and outspoken woman, and I'm not going anywhere. So There.
Call me a liar all you want. Anyone who calls me a liar or an idiot obviously doesn't know me. And I don't really care what people who don't know me think of me.
Especially people who sign "Anonymous."