I speak for you. I speak for me.

When I speak,
I speak in a language that only some can understand
An interpreter for the scared
The lonely,
The desperate,
The truth seekers
Trying to navigate this forgotten world of chronic disease.
When I speak I speak about the difficulties that I face with this illness
The roller coaster of emotions
The deep frustrations of not being fully heard
By doctors,
By insurance companies,
By family,
And friends.
When I speak,
I speak about the disparities of health care
How one person has to pay so much
Another pays none
Treatment should be an equilibrium
Quality service,
Affordable cost
For all:
Rich,
Poor,
And in-between,
No middleman
Constantly hijacking our wallets.
When I speak,
I speak about the frustrations of those who are conflicted on how to treat this illness using the proper diet
Gurus of Mediterranean, Low Carb, Paleo, Keto and Vegan
Promoting confusion
Forcing many to choose sides-
Just agree to do away with the ultra processed
Artificial,
Pesticide-laced GMO,
Ingredients we can’t pronounce
And choose the foods that specifically work for us
Without condemnation,
Deprivation,
And starvation.
When I speak,
I speak against the companies and organizations
Promoting the very thing
That put millions in hospitals,
Millions more in their graves
Through their fatal contributions
Using human sacrifices
Paid with blood
Paid in full.
When I speak,
I speak for the unspeakable
Those who cannot speak for themselves;
I speak for you;
I speak for me
Until the day we will be heard.
But for now,
My voice will assemble a continuous forte
An ear-splitting,
Thunderous noise
When I speak.
Until Next Time,
The Genetic Diabetic