Celiac

Today I hate Celiac disease. Like really. I hate that it rules my thoughts. Every single day. I have to eat consciously. All the time. No handful of Trix or bite of cake batter. Planned meals only. Mostly made from scratch. Traditional Christmas crepes and Valentine cinnamon rolls are a total No. And no Girl Scout cookies- ever again. Sure, I can cheat, but it's almost like starting over, not to mention how achey I feel when I do. And it's not even enjoyable. I know I'll pay for it later. So go eat your pasta and Great Harvest bread and really enjoy it. Please. For me. And tomorrow I will again be positive and happy about feeling good and having a solution to my illness, but today...today I hate Celiac disease.