Fortunately Unfortunate - Harry Styles

7-On The Road

Tiffany's POV

"Hey mom!" I yell up the stairs "I am going to pick up Becca for the concert so I am going to head out. I'll text you when we get there!" Becca was staying at her parents place down here in Socal for the weekend. I am so excited to see her.

"Sounds good sweetie make sure you have your insulin and some type of sugar if need be!"

"Yep got it all. Thanks I'll see you later tonight!"

"All right sweetie love you be safe!"

"Love you too and we will!"

"Hi Becca!" I squeal as she comes out to my car. I am so excited to go to this concert, the one and only Harry Styles.

"Hey Tiff, I am so excited are you ready to go?" she asks with the same excitement in her voice.

"Absolutely I am ready to go", I say with some nerves...
Of course I am thrilled to be going to this concert, but I am nervous about my sugar levels.  I wish I didn't have to worry if my sugars were too high or too low. I'm going to this concert feeling like I have to be my own nurse. after the past few months I've gotten used to my new life, almost, it's different but it's manageable and I'm learning that type one diabetes will not stop me from anything that I want to do. I just have to learn to work with it.
That doesn't mean the worries and fears go away, of course not, they are still there. It's just more towards the back of my brain and not as prevalent in my life.

I say a quick prayer that there's no need for insulin or sugar while I'm at the concert. I ate a good late lunch so I shouldn't need dinner and my sugars are looking stable at the moment.

"So how have you been Tiff? How is everything you know with—"

"It's been rough, but I'm getting through it. It will never be easy but it will become more and more manageable. I already notice a difference from when I first started this process "

"Man, I can only imagine that it sucks but I'm here for you if you need me I'm so proud of how far you've already come"

I sit there thinking how I wish that's how Cole felt. We stopped talking all together after we broke up. It wasn't until just recently I reached out hoping he was doing well. I never got a response. I push those thoughts aside.

"Thank you I appreciate that. Yeah hopefully tonight will run smooth as well"
I hate when my sugars are high because I get so irritable. Everything seems to push me over the edge but lows are scary because feeling shaky and sweaty and wondering if you're gonna pass out is never fun , although highs can be scary too if they get too high, I don't want to go into diabetic ketoacidosis either and be thrown in the hospital.
"I know it's crazy if my sugars are too high, I risk the chance of dying if my sugars are too low. I also risk the chance of dying. It's weird to think that I'm literally keeping myself alive".

"Wow you're right that is crazy, I never thought about it that way. Do you have ways to manage all that pressure for yourself?" she seems genuinely concerned and I appreciate that more than she will know. Just knowing she cares.

At this point we are just making small talk as we are stuck in traffic trying to make it to the concert. We left in plenty of time but it's still a bothersome to sit and wait when you just want to get there and take your cute pics and get to see the wonderful Mr. Harry Styles.

As I sit there with my hands on the wheel, staring at the traffic in front of me, I think about that question I think about it in depth. I guess I thought about it too long, because Becca pipes in again

"Tiffany?"

"What?" I snap out of it. "Sorry what was the question?"

"I asked if you had a way of handling that pressure on yourself?"

"Oh right, sort of, I mean I talk about it with my mom and family but it's still hard. Sometimes I think I put too much pressure on myself when it's unnecessary". 
but that's how I've always been. I've always strived for that A+ not the A-.

"Yeah, I know you've always been an overachiever"

"Hey, not true I just have big goals in life"

"I know I'm kidding sorta"
We laugh, knowing it's true. I am an overachiever. I always strive for perfect, knowing I will never achieve it.

"And Cole? Have you talked with him since you broke up?"

"I reached out a few weeks ago but heard nothing back. I think we both are still healing. But I do hope we can come back together as friends."

"I see. Well. Just be careful if you do that. I mean friends is how you guys got together to begin with." she says trying to be kind but I know she really thinks he's not right for me. Period.

"Yeah, you're right. I will. Besides at this point I found it a little rude he didn't reply to me anyways."

"I'm not surprised." She says bluntly. She's never really liked him.

Traffic picks up and I see the Forum in sight. We squeal with excitement as we've been waiting for this show for forever it feels like. Let the fun begin!