In need of a paper bag, please…

Last night I had a mini break down for an hour and half or so. And it was over the stupidest thing…

I suppose I was crying about a lot of things – but a lot of it had to do with the realization that I will never be able to get drunk. I can drink, don’t get me wrong – but I can only have 1 drink, and it has to be with a meal… And I have to take enough insulin before hand too.

It really isn’t that big of a deal, honestly; I’ve never been that big of a drinker, and I’m a light weight to boot. But last night the enormity of everything just finally caught up with me, I think…  I just saw this whole piece of my life that every other 21 year old is able to indulge in, just being sliced off of my life – an experience I will never get to have.

Like I said, as I type this I feel a little silly even posting this. But this is how I felt. This is the truth.


I am still adjusting to this new way of life…


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