My high school. My school is full of people who are experts on type one diabetes. I’m not talking about the nurse or the principal or my teachers (all great people btw). No I’m talking about the students. Oh I didn’t know that your uncle has type two diabetes Allie, why don’t you proceed to educate me about my own disease? I should be able to ignore it. My diabetes is well under control, acceptable blood sugars, A1C that is high but is trending down. But nope, it seems that everyone except for my closest friends want to tell me that I ate to much sugar and that’s why I have a genetic disease for the rest of my life. I tell them they are wrong. I tell them that it’s all genetic and that I can’t do anything about it. Some listen, others don’t. Those that don’t listen proceed to tell me that I should stop eating sugar, that I did this too myself. I tell them that I have type one and it’s genetic, that they must be confused with type two. They tell me I am the one that is confused, that I am the one that is wrong about my own disease. Eventually I tell them to stop talking to me until they learn what type one diabetes is. I tried to tell them, but to the ones that don’t listen I have a message. While you tell me to stop eating sugar, I’m here waking up at 2 in the morning because I took 1 extra unit at dinner time. So you can go shove it up your ass.