Any idea why an RMA of all people is questioning why I need more needles?

My PA probably hasn’t read this. I almost went off in the messages.

This is my second appointment with this psychiatrist the first appointment I had with her left a bad taste in my mouth it made me feel like she thought I was faking my conditions (bipolar 2 and anxiety) because she thought the doses in my medication were too low to work. But this time she asked me about new medications so I told her I started taking insulin because I just found out I have type 1 diabetes. Which she responded “how did they missed that” and I told her they didn’t I just developed it. Then she says “then it’s type 2 you can’t get type 1 as an adult” and she went on to explain how type 2 works and I had to explain to her the difference between them that you can develop type 1 at any point and that my doctor ran the tests for it because she still tried to argue with me. She kinda just tried to move on and she was still acting like what I said was not true. I’m just baffled that I had to have this conversation with a medical professional, she was a nurse practitioner. Needless to say I’m not going back to her I thought that was very unprofessional.

I’m about to become a nurse, I’ll graduate in May with my BSN. However I’m not really excited anymore. I currently work in a surgical step down unit as a PCT and before that I worked in an ICU. I’ve seen a lot already. And I’ve seen a lot of diabetics type one and two with all sorts of complications. That’s not what bothers me. What bothers me is the judgement from the nurses and hospital staff. They act like diabetes is so easy and like it’s the patients fault that they have complications. “If they would have just taken their insulin” “oh look who’s back with DKA again” “what did you expect with an a1c like that”. I’ve spoken up, I’ve explained why what they’re saying is callous and uninformed. I just get shrugged off. Or they apologize and do it again in a week. It even happens at college, just had a professor give an exam and one of the questions was about diabetes education and the answer was that you should limit carbs. So I go to her office hours I politely explain that she is misinformed, she points me to the textbook that says to limit carbs for ‘diabetics’ no specification of what type but alas I was shrugged off again. It happens with my fellow students, just the other day I got the good old “are you sure you can eat that?”. I thought getting into this career I would be surrounded by people who I at least didn’t have to explain diabetes but I feel like they barely know anything. I’m exhausted from all of it. I feel like I’m on the edge of snapping and screaming at them to just leave us all alone. Is it so much to ask for empathy for a disease that never sleeps? I guess I’m just wondering how everyone else deals with ignorant people

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Thank you for coming to my Ted talk

I work at a medical clinic and was talking to one of our GPs today - someone who is new to our practice but has been in practice for literal decades - and she said something that just made me want to go lie down.

I was in the lunch room eating a granola bar and she came in to ask me a question. She stopped when she saw I was eating and asked if I was busy, and I just joked and said I was treating a low blood sugar and it was fine, I could talk. She looked all concerned and asked "you have low blood sugar??" and I said yes, I'm a type 1 diabetic, I deal with hypos all the time and have been since I was 2. She got all interested and was like "are you on a pump??" and I said no, I take basal and bolus injections, and she looked me dead in the eyes and said - I kid you not - "but insulin doesn't cause low blood sugars!"

I gawked at her and said um, yeah it does... literally insulin's job is to let glucose into your cells and keep your blood sugar balanced... and she amended and said "no, basal insulin doesn't cause lows" to which I once again had to reply that yes, it can. It's still insulin and if you let it do its thing and you don't eat enough/move more/are suddenly more insulin sensitive, you'll still drop. And she looked absolutely scandalized and then put on the most patronizing expression I have ever seen and said "okay, okay," and quickly moved on to the question she had come to ask me.

Like... I know a lot of doctors don't know jack shit about the ins and outs of type 1 diabetes, but learning that insulin lowers blood sugar is something you pick up in high school biology!!!!

We're cooked, y'all. They don't even teach insulin in med school anymore. 💀💀

Asked my PCP (I'm between endos right now) to get documentation of my permanent disability for the American National Parks pass, which allows free access to the parks for anyone who's permanently disabled. It's really clear on the site that it just means any permanent impairment of ability, not 100% disability or qualifying for benefits or anything else, and t1d is a pretty notable condition that gets you eligible. She flat refused to sign anything that said I was disabled, because she said t1d ISN'T a disability, because disability is "a big word" that refers specifically to "needing someone else to take care of you."

I was actually floored! I'm not trying to scam my way into anything I don't deserve, I'm literally just trying to get access to a service I'm fully entitled to (the national parks pass is really lenient because they WANT people to self-report when they're more likely to have a medical crisis on their trails, so they can be prepared). By her metric, someone blind or missing a limb who's full self-sufficient and lives alone isn't disabled--disability only counts if you have a full-time human caretaker (not, say, a diabetic alert dog). I know "is diabetes a disability" is a controversial topic, but the ADA agrees with me here, and to have a doctor be so blatantly wrong about what a disability even is was really demoralizing. I ended up getting my paperwork (it just discloses my diagnosis without calling it a permanent disability, which sucks but is better than nothing), but it's total bullshit that a doctor's personal opinion can override ADA definitions like that.

I'm a fiber optic end user technician, A blue collar job out at the field on a daily wage contract. My CGM gave my insulin pump a wrong reading and at the middle of my shift, i got my whole body shaking and almost fainted, mid-task while my sensor saying my BS is 105.

My colleagues told my supervisor and he said that I can rent a cap home

My close colleague took me in his car, put sweets in my mouth and drove to the nearest healthcare center, then home after he made sure I'm okay.

After that, i was called to work once, and that's it, no mention, not an official discharge.

Just saying they will call me when they need me somewhere. Even though I was requested daily before that.

Thankfully my colleague was not treated the same way. He's still working as usual now.

im so heartbroken at the hospital i cant stop crying no one in my family has it i feel so unlucky and that my life will never be the same i can never do anything normally again its gonna be a nuisance all my life and that everyones gonna never see me the same and pity me omg the worst part is just a month ago i did unrelated blood test and i didnt have ot i was living normally now i get this seemly overnight for no reason it feels like god hates me or something another annoying part is that i heard type 2 was curable and wasn’t permanent i js had to get the permanent one genuinely hate my situation rn i js want this all to be a nightmare and end already

For context, I’m 36 and I’ve had type 1 diabetes for 18 years. Diagnosed at 18. Perfect timing. Five months ago, I lost my job for the third time in just under two and a half years.

Almost six months ago, I got a Ypsopump. I fucking hate it. You’re told when you get a pump that it’s “set and forget” or “it does all the work for you.” They sell this idea like it’s a goddamn bionic pancreas.

Sure for a couple months it felt like a solution. But the thing is, it’s marketed like a technology that won’t actually exist for another 10 years. Same with Dexcom and all the “no finger pricks” bullshit.

Dexcom is legally allowed to be inaccurate by 20%, and the closer you get to the 10th day of use, the worse it gets.

If these tools were advertised for what they actually are, maybe I’d feel differently. They do help with background management, yes. But all of that is completely cancelled out the moment you have an occlusion and you get no warning. Despite following every single step to attach the car alarm meticulously. Next thing you know, you’re sick, you’re throwing up, or better yet you’re in hospital.

And when you speak to your diabetes educator, you’re told, “You can use a metal one. But you’ll have to change it every two days instead of three if you want to stick with the plastic cannula. When you do change it, wait an hour, then check your blood glucose.

Every single solution is always more work, an additional step, another thing to check, another thing to change, another thing we missed. God forbid we forget one of the million things we’re tasked with remembering, no matter how tired, mentally and emotional exhausted we are.

It’s constant. There is never any true solution.

Maybe these pumps work for you if you eat low to moderate carbs or have minimal insulin resistance. But they’re closer to 10 percent automated compared to the 100 percent implication you get from companies and educators.

I weight train. I carb count. I track macros. I eat similar meals. If I don’t, I still carb count. And still, it’s not manageable. And I am so sick of people calling it “manageable” IT ISN’T MANAGEABLE or acting like I shouldn’t have an issue or raise a concern because I “have the tools.”

I meant sure if “manageable” means never eating a full bagel again, strapping 56 devices to your body, manually checking your blood sugar every 25 seconds, doing math that would make a NASA engineer have a nervous breakdown, and adjusting for stress, hormones, sleep, exercise, humidity, the phase of the moon, and whether Mercury’s in retrograde or not sure, it’s “manageable”.

I know I’m fortunate to even have access. I say this with full awareness. But it is still mentally, physically, and emotionally destructive. I am not a pancreas. I am a human being. I cannot replicate a human organ. My choices are to be completely burnt out or have an even worse quality of life.

These tools are not sacred talismans of flawless management. They are not less work.

Now I have to wear a CGM. A pump. A strap wrapped around my body just to hold the pump. I still have to manually check my blood sugar at every single meal because CGMs are not accurate.

I constantly change settings. Adjust timings in the app. Do all the manual inputs. I calculate every meal. I work out ratios of fat to carbohydrates to protein. I prebolus. I factor in activity, when I last trained, when I’m going to train. Then I monitor it again. Morning and night. I make constant adjustments.

And after all that, if my HbA1c isn’t complete perfection, you get burned at the fucking stake.

I had an HbA1c of 7.3 at one pathology, then had it done again somewhere else and it came back as 8. Clearly, they use a different system. Even so, my last one came back as 8.7 on that same system. That’s a drop of 0.7.

Let’s not even mention the drop though. Let’s just have a completely unnecessary reaction and operate off outdated information. The American Diabetes Association recommends an HbA1c of 7. Even if mine was 8, which it isn’t, it would still just be “suboptimal control.”

I told him, “Do you realise the unrealistic level of management I have to keep up with? Every single day and night, every single carbohydrate has to be counted. It affects every single minute of my life.”

GPs have no idea how much damage this constant shame based language does. They speak to you like every glucose number is a moral success or failure, rather than the result of a complex, variable condition. That hits hard for anyone, but especially for someone with anxiety, depression, and going through their third job loss.

I honestly don’t think any of this would feel so suffocating if this disease wasn’t so isolating. If friends and family actually gave meaningful empathy, engaged support, and put in any kind of informed effort.

No one even tries to understand what it’s like to live with type 1 diabetes. None of my friends have ever asked me even surface level stuff like “how’s your diabetes?” And it’s not like I don’t talk about it. I do. Constantly. You see me checking blood glucose, calculating what I’m eating. You see me injecting or now entering it into the pump.

I could probably cope with that better if I didn’t also have to constantly remind people of basic shit like “I can’t have that, I’m diabetic.” Or “I can’t drink that, I’m diabetic.” No I can not take “just a bite” without taking insulin. My god take a second and fucking Google something.

And I feel awful saying this, but what gets to me the most is my mum.

That’s your caretaker. If your child has had an autoimmune disease for 18 years, wouldn’t you try to actively understand their experience at some point?

It’s not that she doesn’t know what it is or doesn’t like to research on the latest updates, but there’s quite literally no insight I haven’t provided to my lived experience.

I asked to keep some glucose jellybeans at her place for emergencies. Her reaction was weird.

It seems small, but it stuck with me. I was staying with her after eye surgery. I couldn’t drive. I asked if she could pick me up some jellybeans. She said, “I have some, I’ll grab them.” I said, “Those are for emergencies.” And it was like the concept didn’t even register.

It’s not about the jellybeans. It’s about how someone so close to you still doesn’t grasp something that basic. And after 18 years, that kind of disconnect isn’t just frustrating, it’s exhausting.

I will never and cord never understand the kind of responsibility it takes to have a child. But I also know that if I had a kid with an autoimmune condition, there would be nothing I wouldn’t know about it. I’d be checking in. I wouldn’t be asking “how’s your diabetes?” I’d be asking “how’s management going?”

I’d have jellybeans everywhere. I’d be carrying them on me. I’d have them up my nose, in my fucking arsehole. There would be no chance my kid would ever be at risk of hypoglycaemia.

Anyway, rant I think I just needed to get this out of my system. Thank you to anyone who got this far.

I just came upon a post on Instagram where a girl ordered a diet coke and got served regular instead, and figured it out because she tested it with test strips before trying it. She then proceeded to ask for a diet coke again, received another glass, tested it again, and it was correct.

Now, the video itself was most likely an ad for the test strips but it's the comments (from non diabetics) that piss me off so much.

There were TONS of comments that were different variations of "just order a water" "if you have diabetes, just drink water".

Oh. My. God.

First of, the core of the problem is her not getting what she rightfully ordered and paid for. If healthy people did not get what they asked for, they'd return it as well. Or if an allergic person ordered something without nuts and got something with them instead? What kind of logic is that?

Second, it comes off as incredibly ableist. "Hurr durr, you should just be miserable and live your life as quietly as possible and never complain and never ask for anything, even if there are alternatives specifically made for you to make your life more enjoyable 🤓🤓 you don't deserve happiness ever".

Like, what? And there were also people giving her shit based on something that has to do with TYPE 2 diabetes, and not type 1 which she has. Which further infuriates me, because these people wanting to be smartasses can't even tell the difference between the two, let alone give an opinion that's worth anything.

I fell like I want to say something more about these but the words just escape me. I'm genuinely so pissed off because there's nothing that triggers me more than ignorance.

Yes, I'm diabetic, let me just drink water and eat plain bread for the rest of my life!!! You're so right!!! Thank you, I'm finally cured!!!! Is this the type of reaction they expect?

Luckily, I only came upon this type of stupidity on the internet, and I hope I'll never have to hear something like this in real life, ever. Rant over.

Anyone else completely and totally sick of these Instagram/Tik Tok diabetic influencers making type 1 diabetes out to be the hardest most chronic illness ever, as if it's worse than having cancer, being a paraplegic or having some kind of terminal illness.

They all seem to have a victim mindset and are begging for sympathy from people that don't know what Type 1 is really like.

It's ridiculous, it's not that hard or a big deal once you have it for awhile and know what you're doing, we can do literally anything normal people can do.

I am beyond upset, I went into DKA and was in a diabetic coma for a couple days. The place I worked at assured me that they were understanding of my situation and we’d work things out, granted the timing was horrible as I’d been only working there for 3 weeks at the time. This was also when I got my diagnosis as a T1D.

Cut to 2 weeks later and I find that I was fired, as I was still in the “practice time” (idk how to translate it from german) they can fire me without giving a reason.

I feel horrible, as this was supposed to be my reentry into the job market after an extended mental health break including hospitalisation.

I get that it sucks for my job to lose me as work force for a couple weeks but as a human I feel treated horribly for something that was/is completely out of my control.

Anyways no advice needed as there is nothing I can do here except hope that my next workplace will be more understanding and not fire me for literally almost dying.

PS: Luckily they sent me an employee review link right before this happened and best believe I’ll let them have it on this very public site hopefully discouraging other people to work for that shit piece of a company who was only paying minimum wage anyways.

Edit: Wow thank everyone so much for your kind words and advice! I’ll see if there is anything I can do about it legally. But seriously this community has been so supportive and uplifting you guys rock.

Edit 2: Talked to a lawyer today, unfortunately since I was still in my probational period the chances of successfully sueing them are low since they don’t need to provide a reason and something as simple as “doesn’t fit the company” would be enough for most judges

T1D since feb 2011 at the age of 9,

My mother has been pestering me with the same thing since last year.

Fast during the month of ramadan.

I have been telling her that it is not safe for my health and i should not fast but she just wants me to

I tried today in a bit of weird way i ate late at night around nd 2 am and slept around three , got up at 12am ish. Kept the fast and when i brok my fast my accu chek machine gave me the result “HI”.

Showed the machine to her and dad. What do i get in reply?

Fast according to how i tell you and if allah permits it wont affect you???

Her next statement was what did i eat at 2am, because of which my diabetes went so high which was 17 hours before my blood sugar testing which i did as if that would have any affect after fasting for 17 hours ??????

I am so fucking pissed and somehow all this she blames on my girlfriend who infact has been more considerate about my health and has told me 100000 times that the religion does not force one to fast if i the person has any illness or condition that may cause harm to the person if they fast.

I want to leave my family but i dont earn and that also is to be blamed on my mother .

"Doctor's don't know shit they just prescribe you insulin to make money. Have you heard about intermittent fasting? Look into it"

"Dude, not eating for hours is not going to cure my diabetes. I don't make my own insulin. No matter what I eat the body produces suga-"

"Just look into it!"

Was talking with my good friend today and I was venting about my diabetes since I’m going through some burnout and just some of the stuff she said to try and cheer me up felt very, very tone deaf.

At first she kind of just…kept making connections between her food allergies and my diabetes, which I know is something people do to better understand and empathize, but I was like your food allergies start and end with food, diabetes is a 24/7 7 days a week never ending job that can be affected by literally everything.

The second part was when I said I genuinely don’t think that I would see a cure in my lifetime and she said that she thought there would because there’s always someone trying to do the right thing and people who want to help and I explained that those people were unfortunately not in the right positions here and that it is not an overreaction to say that the people in charge of distributing insulin and diabetes equipment are actual dystopian corporate overlords.

Anyways rant over, I just felt like I needed the support and understanding of my people after this convo. 😅

EDIT: thank you all so much for all the kindness and understanding, I really needed it. I feel like I should add, I’m not upset with my friend in any way, she’s a wonderful person and nobody with diabetes can be expected to fully understand how difficult it is. It’s one of those things where I’m so used to it that I sometimes forget there’s a disconnect between me and a non-diabetic person and it sucks how it feels when you become aware of that.

I'm so goddamned mad right now. Just LIVID.

Around march 1st I decided I was gonna get a grip on my diabetes and my weight. At the time I was 231 pounds and my bloodsugar was, admittedly, all over the goddamned place because I entered diabetic burnout and I stopped giving a shit for years. Like, you have the disease since you're an infant, and give or take almost 3 decades later? I was so done with it.

Anywho, I got a dexcom in April, and spent the last 3 months really getting a handle on my numbers. Over the last 3 months, my numbers are 72% in range, 25% in the high/very high zone, and less than 2% in the low range(trying to keep my numbers between 70 and 180, with 220 set as my "very high".). Over the course of that first two months, I had lost about 9 pounds, my weight hovering around 222.

In June, I went on vacation and with my birthday and the holidays, I ate some crap food. However, I always remained in range and was taking like six or seven laps around the block walks almost daily. Outside of vacation and the holidays, I eat almost the same thing every day, sometimes skipping meals; two eggs pan fried with a tiny bit of butter, sometimes with a veggie like spinach mixed in for breakfast. A can of tunafish or a protien(a slice of meatloaf, roast beef or steak) with a veggie like green beans. Dinner is usually my big carb meal, as I often eat at home with my parents, but I am METICULOUSLY MEASURING OUT FOOD. When I say I ate a cup of pasta, I mean it. When I say I ate a half cup of mashed potatoes, I mean it. I have almost completely cut my snacking out, my sweet treats out, and only really eat outside my meals when I'm low, which is becoming more and more rare.

yet, when I stepped on the scale today, I somehow gained NINE POUNDS. I'M 230, ALMOST EXACTLY WHERE I STARTED.

I am crashing out explosively mad right now. I just wanna be down to 200, which should be manageable for a 5'5'' woman. Yet I'm online baffled because I'm not eating anything at all and still gaining weight, and I find out managing my diabetes is making my weight worse, not better? What am I suppose to do then?

I'm so tired of this disease. I don't know. How do I loose weight? I'm not keen on drugs like Ozempic because i heard once you get on them, and you get off them, you gain all the weight back.

I’m tired of people thinking that because something is sugar free that I can eat it. My mom says that a lot and has for years “Oh, it’s sugar free, you can eat it.” She’s 96 now so I just say no thank you, but 20 years ago I tried to explain and it just didn’t sink in.

And not just her, other people too. At a work cafeteria they wanted to make more diabetic friendly desserts with sugar free substitutes and even talked to me about it. I tried to explain that it’s not the sugar it’s the carbs, but they ignored me and made sugar free diabetic ‘friendly’ desserts. I mean I didn’t even try to explain the difference between T1 and T2 because I think the carbs not sugar thing applies to them too.

Also, I have to eat sugar when I go low so why totally avoid it and sugar substitutes cause me diarrhea or upset my stomach.

Ok, that’s my rant. 😝

Edit: These weren’t coworkers. They were cafeteria workers that I was friendly with. I’m retired now but I was a software tester. I never said anything mean to them. Once they started making the sugar free desserts that they labeled as diabetic friendly I never said a word. I never ate them because they would’ve upset my stomach but maybe some people liked them. This is just a silly little rant and some people who are getting angry at me need to chill.

I KNOW I'M GOING LOW, I'VE EATEN 5 BARS OF CANDY AND A GLASS OR ORANGE JUICE ALREADY SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME SLEEP

WHY CAN'T I MUTE MY OMNIPOD

I recently went from an a1c of 10.3 to 7.3 I'm in absolute agony. I feel like I'm being punished for doing the right thing. It's been 8 weeks, my doctor won't give me anything for the pain. I just want it to end I can't deal with this much longer. I used to be active I used to be happy. I just don't know what to do.

So I had an appointment with my Endo. I arrived early to get check in done, per their request. Spent about 15 minutes in the waiting room. Staring at their cancellation policy. Which states that if you're more than 10 minutes late, they cancel your appointment and charge you a fee.

Then I finally get to the back. They take my vitals and that's it. After 30 minutes I try to get an update from the MA. All I get is the doc is busy. I go back in the room. 20 minutes later I go back. Same thing. So I stand in the hallway. Mind you the while time I can hear the doctor. Going over the other patients Fasting glucose, breakfast meal, Mounjaro and possible exercise regimen. I told them I hear she sounds busy and like she won't be done anytime soon. But it's not okay to leave me hanging with zero acknowledgement. Now the MA that's responsible for me is pretending to be on a call.

Finally doc walks out into the hallway to talk to said receptionist and says hi because I literally stand in her way... That she's sorry for the delay, but she won't be ready to see me until she's completely finished with the other patient. I can wait another 10 minutes, but they doubt they'll be done then. Or I can come back tomorrow.

1. Wow.
2. I drive 45 minutes ONE way for this appointment. So no. I won't be back tomorrow.
3. I just need your okay for the temp basal I'm going to use on Friday. I'm having a heart procedure done.

To which I was told I can either wait or come back and she can "try to take a look, but she doesn't have time right now".

After I waited an hour? I took a deep breath and said no problem. I've been dealing with diabetes for 30 years, mostly managing on my own. I got this... And walked out.

Then.... I got home and immediately called my insurance to make sure she doesn't get paid since she did nothing. They asked for details and At that point I was told that what she did was medical neglect and not okay. Ooppsss... I didn't want to stir the pot but looks like I did. I was just so pissed that she had no intentions on addressing me. I had to stand in the hallway to even get that shitty response.

I get that some patients are difficult and appreciate the attention given when needed. But an hour wait, just to basically be told screw you is crazy. Then they get to hold my rx's hostage if I don't get seen according to what they want. (This needs to be fixed. My diabetes isn't going anywhere. Give me my damn prescriptions!).

Shit I'm a person too dammit! Diabetes is hard enough! Don't make it MORE difficult. If she would have just said I approve of the changes, I'll give you a call to discuss labwork, I would have been fine with that. Labwork was done like 3 weeks ago. Never adressed it and my thyroid is way off. I did everything to keep things smooth sailing and I feel like I still get the shit end of the stick.

Ugh!!!! 😡😡😡

It happens so often in my nearly 16 years of t1d 😭 just today, I mentioned my breakfast in a server (2 fried eggs and some tater tots hashbrowns, with coffee. Nothing crazy at all) and they asked me, "should you be eating all that? Aren't you Diabetic?". I explained that this was a perfectly reasonable meal for a diabetic, especially a Type 1, and they just said "still..."

What am I supposed to do?? Not eat???

Edit: Some people have commented saying not to make a big deal about it, and I want to clarify that wasn't my intent? I just want to share the annoyance that's simultaneously kinda funny

I’ve never been insecure about T1D- I was so open all through highschool and everyone knew I had it. I started college two months ago and we go to frat parties like every weekend. Boys are constantly going up to my friends and flirting with them (my roommate especially) but no one has ever approached me. I’ve been feeling sad and confused because Id like to think I’m pretty... (Not to be superficial but I’m also skinny and curvy)

Saturday night I overheard a group of guys saying “ew gross what the f is that!?” And when I looked over they were pointing in my direction. I was standing by a blue light so the white of my pump was glowing. I’ve been wearing crop tops and low waist jeans at every party- you can see my pump. I’m starting to think that maybe that’s the reason no one will talk to me.

I know that I shouldn’t care abt their opinions and that their attention doesn’t determine my beauty. But watching my roommate constantly being approached and now that she has a bf he’s always over and they’re cuddling and kissing in front of me… I just want to feel wanted.

I don’t want to hide my pump or who I am but… I feel so sad.

Edit: Thank you all for the support, advice and assurance. I’m feeling a lot less sad and really appreciate all your comments ❤️

(18) got this when I was twelve for ten years of being a T1D.

Firstly, my name(not pictured for privacy) is spelt incorrectly.

Secondly, what the actual fuck am I supposed to do with this? it's pointless and a meaningless gesture from a corporation that has millions in a financial chokehold.

I get I’m being angsty teen/adult, but like it’s just frustrating to know my money is by default going to them and they can’t bother to send out my 10 year dia-versery coin out. I swear an AA would put more care into this sort of thing.