Can’t stand myself right now. I’m obsessively either thinking about my fucking BG or about housing. (Landlord came by the other day with eviction notice- family health problems, they need the cabin). I’m sad and angry. I don’t even know what to say. I’m just tired of this.
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Trying to stay positive so I should report that A1C is down to 8.0!
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BG 17.8 tonight. Did 1.5unit correction. Alarm set for 2am to do a check. Scared about doing a bigger correction like that but also thinking “fuck this, I gotta be brave”.