I have had a few younger teens message me or talk to me about friends not accepting their diabetes. I think for the most part, people don't understand type 1 diabetes and fear it. They don't want to see needles, see blood or have to worry about what to do when you go low. I get it. We come with a lot of instructions, but for the most part we take care of ourselves pretty well, and if you don't like seeing the tiny drop of blood that swells from our finger tips, look away.
I am lucky. I am lucky because my diabetes made me and my friends closer. It also truly has given them an idea of the importance of living life to the fullest because they know that I wasn't expecting anything health wise to go wrong in my late teens - but it did and it could happen to anyone at anytime. I am also lucky because I found a man that understands and buys me candy, because he knows I can eat it. He is so fascinated by diabetes and hasn't stopped wanting to learn about it. He makes me so proud when he uses words like, bolus or endocrinologist. I feel like he truly cares about my diabetes.
I hope that for the most part people living with diabetes have had someone close to them really engage in their diabetes and want to know more. It is such an important part of personal acceptance and motivation. I am fortunate to live with another type 1 diabetic this year and our three other roommates are always engaging in questions about diabetes and want to truly learn.