So, there you have it. I quit. I give up. I am no longer accepting the title of "person with diabetes." I just don't want to do it any longer. I refuse.
Sometimes, it's not all that bad. Especially when I have pretty good blood sugar days like this:
But then there are days like today that look like this:
The definition of "glucoaster."
It was nice knowing you all, but now that I'm not a diabetic I feel like I should let you all live your lives. I'll probably be back in a day or two when I feel less bitter. But for now, I'm going to wallow. Because I can. And I need to.