I have to admit that every time I run across someone talking about the positive aspects of living with celiac disease, gluten sensitivity, or a food allergy, I just want to shake my head or 3873147-100266629_8-v1roll my eyes. I know and understand that they want to help those of us dealing with these issues to feel better about things, but their words just don’t ring true to me at all. Many of them just ring hollow. I think the main reason is that I see nothing positive at all about my condition. The only positive thing would be not having it at all. Read More →

“They’re no different from cancer. Or heart disease. Or allergies. And when’s the last time you heard of anyone being judged for those?”

This is a quote that appeared at the end of an article that I had read in a magazine. It was actually a really good article that was trying to raise awareness of a class of illnesses for which those who had them faced all kinds of difficulties, including judging from their peers. However, at the end, I believe it pushed these other illnesses to the sidelines, seeming to dismiss the idea that the people who experience these illnesses face judgment and other negative feelings and behaviors from their peers. Read More →

Living the gluten-free life has brought about many painful adjustments over the years and has also made me realize a few things. I’m generally an impatient person with a very short fuse who hates waste. This kind of personality is not a good fit for this kind of life. My patience has been tested in many ways, and it has definitely failed. Also, what I’ve ultimately been working toward is dealing with all the sources of constant or near-constant exposures so they would become a rarity. In turn, I would get to where I was feeling well consistently, my skin would be clear, my nails would be strong, and everything else would generally be where it needed to be. I’m beginning to realize and think that the numerous exposures are just going to be my life, my new normal, and that I’m going to have to find the best way I can to live with them. To me, it’s starting to seem more and more unlikely that I’ll ever be able to be symptom-free for any length of time because of my level of sensitivity. Read More →

I’m not on a diet. I’m not a gluten-free fad dieter. I’m not on any kind of special diet like the Paleo Diet or the Specific Carbohydrate Diet. I don’t cut out whole groups of foods just because I think they’re somehow inherently unhealthy. I’m not a vegetarian or vegan. My dietary restrictions are not by choice. Read More →

A bully forces you into playing a game of Uncle. The bully grabs your arm and begins to twist. You resist and hold on for as long as you can, but you finally have enough and shout “Uncle!” However, the bully, instead of letting go, continues to twist. Panicked, you try to think of a way to fight him off. Read More →

I can really identify with the lyrics in Twenty One Pilots’ song “Stressed Out”. It seems to deal with how life changes from one phase to the next, and the changes aren’t exactly what you want or expect. While the singer is talking about the realities of growing up and how difficult it is living as an adult, I think about how much more difficult life is now with all I have to deal with and face in the gluten-free life. While the singer reminisces over his childhood years and wishes he could go back to those times, when his mother sang him to sleep and when he would play games with his friends and siblings, I wish for the times when my life was simpler. Eating was just something I did. I ate whatever was prepared or available, or I’d fix it and not give it any thought. Of course, I would plan as far as making sure I was getting plenty of vegetables, fiber, and protein, but I never had to scrutinize food labels or worry about potential cross-contamination. I never was afraid to prepare or eat food. I get that way quite often now because I have to be so careful not to slip up. Read More →