I've only been recently diagnosed, but don't let Brian Blessed and the donkey fool you, I feel pretty bleak about it all.
I'm hoping it's just the same (temporary?) process of adjustment that has numbed my hands and robbed me of 20-20 vision. My blood sugar is as stable as it's going to get, but I can't help but feel it's still dictating my moods. Or is it the metformin? Or the insulin? Or the non-absorption of any one of a frillion vitamins and minerals? There are just too many variables. They're just not playing fair.
I'm trying to convince myself that diabetes itself isn't the problem, that other people on here have it much worse than me, and I'm painfully aware of that. I hope this doesn't antagonise anybody, but I would regard Type 2 as more of a challenge to be overcome; it would be more motivating in itself, and I speak as someone who was initially misdiagnosed that way. But with Type 1 or LADA it's like a coping strategy that you have to master. There is no possibility of overcoming it, and any movement against it is by definition defensive. You just have to lower your expectations, which to me is inherently depressing.