So I'm 20 years old I got type 1 diabetes this year around the finishing month of January around February I started taking my insulin on my own after leaving the hospital but then i just stopped caring.I was depressed and still am I won't check my blood sugar or take my insulin or lantus it burns alot and I hate needles I just lost it around February i stopped caring. My grandfather died from diabetes when I was 13 years old half his left side stopped working he was in the hospital bed couldn't walk any more forgot all his kids and grandkids who they were he was to me my best friend and I wasn't their for his funeral because I was in school and they sent him to his home land and I couldn't go my mother had no money for the both of us to fly and i had to keep an eye on my young brother cant trust nannys these days. and in the hospital I would just sit and think why me I had so much to live for and big plans like if i ever want kids i was told its more complicated and if you dont do this you and the baby will be affected like why just why did this happen why did it have to happen bad enough i feel bad if i have a kid and he or she get diabetes i would blame myself i try to take inulin but I end up forgetting or just not trying I have thought about just giving up on life itself my mother is a nurse and I tried to explain to her how I feel I just get a lecture on how I'm lucky I have diabetes because she's seen other patients who has it harder like cancer and how iam going to excuse my language ***** up* my body slowly damage my body on the other hand iam a daddy's girl and he cried for weeks learning the fact i have this for the rest of my life and because of him i want to change and better my self every day i see him crying it hurts me and i never seen a grown man cried till that day i woke up in the hospital with my dad by my side ik I probably sound like a ass or child like but any tips.