Do you know that feeling when life just doesn’t seem to have meaning anymore?  

That’s how I felt. On the outside, I pretended everything was okay, but on the inside, I just wanted to give up.

The things I used to love doing didn’t bring me joy anymore.

Watching TV, playing with my grandkids, cooking – none of it made me happy anymore.

I’d scroll through Facebook and Instagram to distract myself, and it seemed like everyone else’s life was perfect while mine just kept getting worse.

On top of diabetes, I developed anxiety and stress. 

All because of the pressure diabetes was putting on me.

I was always afraid – afraid of going blind, of having a heart attack.

And every month, it was a struggle because most of my retirement went toward medication and bills.