It all started when the adults at a scout camp thought I was lazy . I hated every minute of the scout camp. I had twenty five pounds worth of spending money, and guess what I spent it on? Drinks and more drinks, I had no idea why. I used to have to get up in my tent and open the side door in the freezing cold just to go to the toilet every single night, twice a night. I said every day that I wanted to go home but the scout leaders thought this I was just homesick and it was better for me to stay. At a meal someone made up names for everyone I had a name of piss and drink Luke, because I always had to go to the toilet and then drink some more. On the way home we stopped at a services, I got a free big cup of water. I couldn't speak properly and just standing up was a problem as I felt so bad. I hate water but I drunk every last drop of it. When we got back to scout base my dad was waiting for me, it was obvious I had lost weight and was poorly. He rushed me to the doctors and my blood sugar was high so I went straight to hospital. The nurses were extremely nice to me on the ward. Sarah my diabetic nurse came to see me and explained all about diabetes. I understood most of it within a week but there were some bits I didn't understand. I thought it was my fault as I have always loved chocolate and thinking that I could not eat chocolate and other sweet things made me feel guilty, fed up and angry. Mum explained that it was not anything I had done and she is always telling me that there are worse things than being diabetic. At first I pretended I was not diabetic when out with my friends and I ate the same as them making my blood sugar high. I am now on pump therapy and find life much better because because I can eat more or less what I want. When I was on pen therapy my blood sugars were all over the place, they are now more controlled. I hated injecting with needles, it hurts! Now I only have to change my needle every other day, before it was three to five injections a day. Just before starting pump therapy my diabetes was more out of control because I didn't want to be diabetic anymore and ate what I wanted! I find coping with diabetes hard as it is forever and a lot of people don't understand or think they will get diabetes if they are close to me and I get fed up of explaining all the time. I think people on tablets should get machines easier as they should have the same rights as us. I get angry sometimes and difficult to look after but my family support me, Mum and Dad both come to my diabetic clinic appointments. Mum sent me on a Diabetes UK holiday which was brilliant, I decided to try pump therapy after talking to a girl there who had one. Big problem is the holidays cost too much, I don't think it is Diabetes UK's fault as they are trying to help raise money for people like me. There are only four people in my school that are diabetic and I'm one of them, when I started at High School there were two diabetics so we have doubled! I hope that a cure is found soon as being diabetic is not easy and does make life harder as you have to remember to take all your diabetic stuff with you all the time and you cant forget that you have diabetes wherever you are or whatever you do.