for the past one month or so , things have change for the better . living with diabetes , personally , i tot i wouldn't spend most of my time doing stuff that other teens are doing . i was told not to binge or eat more than what im restricted to . my parents been my greatest support , but i see the lack of support wasting on me . my friends are slowly drifting away . i felt a lot more negative than positive . i didnt know what to do than to hide myself in the room . binging myself with food . not wanting to accept myself in this small and wonderful world . everything fell onto me . my condition worsened . everyone is losing hope on me . i feel demoralised .
then i realised something on one of the nights i was lying on the floor to sleep . what have i been doing ? im actually killing myself . a form of suicide to myself. which brings me to the next thought . death . i felt scared thinking about it . just imaging me in the grave and all , its scary . then i see . i doing stuff that are actually killing me . so , i decide myself . so for the past few weeks , ive been trying to improve. i lost weight , i've been taking my jabs and so on and forth .
i hope i can continue this smoothly. because i cant let myself feel down anymore right ?
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