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I was 6 years old when everything changed. It was November 2005, right before Thanksgiving. I’d gone from being a curious, energetic kid to constantly tired, extremely thirsty, and just not myself. My dad thought maybe it was growing pains, but my mom knew something was wrong.
The day before Thanksgiving, I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. I’ll never forget the fear of my first insulin shot—I jumped on the bed, screaming, “No, Mom! Don’t let them!” It was harrowing. But that moment was the start of a journey that shaped who I am today.
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