Yesterday was my first day...

So I have just found out that I am type 2 diabetes, and while its not a big thing to most people it is to me. My dad died last year because of diabetes, my grandfather was blind because of it, and so my grandmother also had it, crying when she had to take her injections.

So i could continue feeling sorry for myself (which by the way I still do) but I have also started making some changes.

Yesterday i had a good breakfast, made my lunch, ate well and generally did some really good choices. Thanks to my husbear Simon he made me some awesome meals and has been really helpful. I have to get to the gym, i have to organise myself. I dont know why im fighting the idea of going to the gym, i really hate that im fighting myself.

What am i gonna do.