When I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes at the age of 10, it felt like I was transported to a different planet that looked exactly like earth. Everything looked the same but things worked differently. I had to inject myself twice a day and go through those painful (then) finger pricks to get a number from that drip of blood. Lost and confused, I began to disassociate myself from diabetes.
Through children camps and my diabetes association, I gained confidence in my diabetes management and eventually became an advocate. My diabetes association has provided peer leadership training and various opportunities to volunteer in children's diabetes camps and educational events.