I had a surreal feeling this morning, walking through my apt — I heard the tick of my insulin pump, and for the first time I can remember I had no feelings about it. I noticed the sound, registered it and then kept going. It was a few minutes later that I realized what had happened. that diabetes had become a passive part of my life. my life is my cover photo. in the midst of the rest of my life, regardless as to how I feel about it, there is the constant of diabetes.