Before I write this I just want to ask everyone to please not judge me. I know that a lot of the stuff I've done/am doing is not good for my health - I get all that. But I really need some advice/support for what to do, as I've dug myself into a really big hole and am really worried. I wasn't sure where to post it, but I feel that people with Type 1 might best be able to understand what may have driven me to do this; the feelings of control, helplessness etc...
This is my orginal greeting post - gives an overview of what's happened in the last six months or so
Thsi is just a brief background to my diabetes:I've been struggling with my diabetes for a while now. When I was diagnosed with type 1 at the age of 7 (I'm 17 now) I didn't really think about the reality of the disease - it was all about just dealing with it. I've had a rocky road to say the least. Went from mixtard to lantus to levimer (which was awful) and eventually onto the pump at the age of 11 after I became really ill with the levimer.
About 2 years ago, I started to feel really dejected about my diabetes. It dawned on me that it wasn't going away, and I felt so helpless - my BG at that point was quite good, and my consultants had always said how well I coped etc... I have always controlled it quite well - testing a lot, doing my own injections etc..., and my life was also going well bar the diabetes. I have always been a perfectionist and have achieved quite well at school - my grades have been good. Yet it has never felt good enough. And my parents aren't pushy... well, they never seem to truly appreciate how difficult this is for me. Sometimes I feel like it's all about the illness and never about me.
Anyway, background over! The real reason i'm posting is that in the last six months I've developed an eating disorder. No one knows - well, they guess, but I've never admited to it and can't. It is quite strongly rooted in my diabetes. I hate having high blood sugars - hate it. I've never really seen lows as a terrible thing (unlike the conuslant). They make me feel dizzy etc... but the highs are the worst feeling - I feel so out of control. I was also conscious at school I suppose of how skinny everyone is, and from about the age of 15 I was trying to eat very 'healthily' - subconsiously to lose weight. Around my GSEs in June, I started restricting more, again a control thing for my BG levels, and also because my diabetes makes me feel so out of control. It was after my results though, that everything spiralled out of control.
All I wanted was to 'amaze' people - sounds really stupid I know. But I wanted to prove that my diabetes won't stand in the way of everything. Anyway, I surpassed my own expectations and got 9 A*s and 2 As. Yet my mum still found the time to say that same day "when I first heard your results, I thought they were just amazing, but then you hear how everyone else did and you think 'oh, ok' ". Word for word that is what she said and it has haunted me ever since - in the back of my mind it plays over and over again, as for me it epitomised my own insecurities- I would never be good enough. I started severely restricting my food, and by septemver had lost 2 kg since my July appointment.
It only continued to get worse, and in October I started purging - since late November I have purged virtually everyday, and writing that here makes me disgusted with myself. December Doctor's appointment, I was down to 52.5kg from 56 in July, and it was probably one of the worst appointments I had - gone was the 'perfect' patient.... and since then all my parents could say was - 'Sophie you need to eat or the doctors will get mad' 'Sophie you don't want this on your medical records' - this has made me resent them because in saying that, it makes it sound as if they don't even care about helping me .
March appointment - I was down to 50kg and BMI of just under 20. My daily total insulin on my pump was down to 23, with only 3 units of bolos. However, I lied about this on my data sheet and said it was 28, thinking there was no way they would find that out. And yes I know how stupid it is to lie about data, but it was the only way I felt I could hide the reality of my problem. At the end of the appointment, my consultant asked for my pump so she could download the data - I had no idea you could download pump data, and it obviously showed I'd been lying.
So a week later, receive an email from my specialist nurse saying that she wants to see me for an appointment on 18th April, as she has "grave concerns" over the minimal carbs I am eating, and the hypos. The horrible thing is, the March appointment was meant to be my transition from children's to adult's clinic. This consultant who emailed was my nurse when I was really young, and I'm supposed to be going back to her now - I feel like i've let her down so much. I feel I've let everyone down. That's why I can't tell anyone. But I just know it's going to come out next week. Mum and Dad (mainly) suspect the purging so have forbidden me going to the toilet after meals. I literalyl cannot stop it though - I've tried, believe me. Everytime I promise myself 'this will be the last time' - but it never is. Now I've started 'fake bolusing' - I eat no carbs at lunch, but did a 2 unit bolus and disconnected my pump whilst it goes through. I know what I'm doing to myself - I'm not naive as to what this could lead to. But I can't stop - it's the only way to feel in control; sometimes I feel it's all I have. And I can't tell them - they would never forgive me and it would tear them apart. I feel it's more selfish to tell them then to just keep it to myself and hope in time it will get better. And i also know at the appointment that they'll drastically cut my basal rate, which willl give me loads of highs. They say that I have a huge problem with hypos, but it just seems that all I have are highs, and I hate them.
I just want this to go away - I want to be normal and happy. I know some people will probably have an opinion of me as some crazy, twisted person right now - a selfish teenager - believe me, ihat's how I see myself too. But I really need some advice - I feel so isolated, and I'm terrified about this appointment next week. I don't know what to do.
Sorry for the essay - I wanted to try and get everything down to avoid any misconceptions.
Sophie
This is my orginal greeting post - gives an overview of what's happened in the last six months or so
Thsi is just a brief background to my diabetes:I've been struggling with my diabetes for a while now. When I was diagnosed with type 1 at the age of 7 (I'm 17 now) I didn't really think about the reality of the disease - it was all about just dealing with it. I've had a rocky road to say the least. Went from mixtard to lantus to levimer (which was awful) and eventually onto the pump at the age of 11 after I became really ill with the levimer.
About 2 years ago, I started to feel really dejected about my diabetes. It dawned on me that it wasn't going away, and I felt so helpless - my BG at that point was quite good, and my consultants had always said how well I coped etc... I have always controlled it quite well - testing a lot, doing my own injections etc..., and my life was also going well bar the diabetes. I have always been a perfectionist and have achieved quite well at school - my grades have been good. Yet it has never felt good enough. And my parents aren't pushy... well, they never seem to truly appreciate how difficult this is for me. Sometimes I feel like it's all about the illness and never about me.
Anyway, background over! The real reason i'm posting is that in the last six months I've developed an eating disorder. No one knows - well, they guess, but I've never admited to it and can't. It is quite strongly rooted in my diabetes. I hate having high blood sugars - hate it. I've never really seen lows as a terrible thing (unlike the conuslant). They make me feel dizzy etc... but the highs are the worst feeling - I feel so out of control. I was also conscious at school I suppose of how skinny everyone is, and from about the age of 15 I was trying to eat very 'healthily' - subconsiously to lose weight. Around my GSEs in June, I started restricting more, again a control thing for my BG levels, and also because my diabetes makes me feel so out of control. It was after my results though, that everything spiralled out of control.
All I wanted was to 'amaze' people - sounds really stupid I know. But I wanted to prove that my diabetes won't stand in the way of everything. Anyway, I surpassed my own expectations and got 9 A*s and 2 As. Yet my mum still found the time to say that same day "when I first heard your results, I thought they were just amazing, but then you hear how everyone else did and you think 'oh, ok' ". Word for word that is what she said and it has haunted me ever since - in the back of my mind it plays over and over again, as for me it epitomised my own insecurities- I would never be good enough. I started severely restricting my food, and by septemver had lost 2 kg since my July appointment.
It only continued to get worse, and in October I started purging - since late November I have purged virtually everyday, and writing that here makes me disgusted with myself. December Doctor's appointment, I was down to 52.5kg from 56 in July, and it was probably one of the worst appointments I had - gone was the 'perfect' patient.... and since then all my parents could say was - 'Sophie you need to eat or the doctors will get mad' 'Sophie you don't want this on your medical records' - this has made me resent them because in saying that, it makes it sound as if they don't even care about helping me .
March appointment - I was down to 50kg and BMI of just under 20. My daily total insulin on my pump was down to 23, with only 3 units of bolos. However, I lied about this on my data sheet and said it was 28, thinking there was no way they would find that out. And yes I know how stupid it is to lie about data, but it was the only way I felt I could hide the reality of my problem. At the end of the appointment, my consultant asked for my pump so she could download the data - I had no idea you could download pump data, and it obviously showed I'd been lying.
So a week later, receive an email from my specialist nurse saying that she wants to see me for an appointment on 18th April, as she has "grave concerns" over the minimal carbs I am eating, and the hypos. The horrible thing is, the March appointment was meant to be my transition from children's to adult's clinic. This consultant who emailed was my nurse when I was really young, and I'm supposed to be going back to her now - I feel like i've let her down so much. I feel I've let everyone down. That's why I can't tell anyone. But I just know it's going to come out next week. Mum and Dad (mainly) suspect the purging so have forbidden me going to the toilet after meals. I literalyl cannot stop it though - I've tried, believe me. Everytime I promise myself 'this will be the last time' - but it never is. Now I've started 'fake bolusing' - I eat no carbs at lunch, but did a 2 unit bolus and disconnected my pump whilst it goes through. I know what I'm doing to myself - I'm not naive as to what this could lead to. But I can't stop - it's the only way to feel in control; sometimes I feel it's all I have. And I can't tell them - they would never forgive me and it would tear them apart. I feel it's more selfish to tell them then to just keep it to myself and hope in time it will get better. And i also know at the appointment that they'll drastically cut my basal rate, which willl give me loads of highs. They say that I have a huge problem with hypos, but it just seems that all I have are highs, and I hate them.
I just want this to go away - I want to be normal and happy. I know some people will probably have an opinion of me as some crazy, twisted person right now - a selfish teenager - believe me, ihat's how I see myself too. But I really need some advice - I feel so isolated, and I'm terrified about this appointment next week. I don't know what to do.
Sorry for the essay - I wanted to try and get everything down to avoid any misconceptions.
Sophie