This morning fit into the second category. 'Cause sometimes having a chronic disease you know...sucks.
I knew something was wrong when I started bawling -- and I mean an extra large order of tears with snot on the side -- over a small glitch with my computer.
Frustration. Stress. Annoyance at the nausea and acid that refuse to leave after two months on the diet. I even have gluten free shampoo and lipstick for goodness sake!
So I cried. I mentally yelled. And that's okay.
Fact is, you're allowed to have a pity party every once in a while. You're allowed to be sad and yell at the world for not being able to enjoy the hot piece of pizza or banana split others take for granted.
Even for the biggest optimist, life isn't a permanent bucket of sunshine and any illness, celiacs included, increases the possibility of rain.
But don't forget to enjoy what you can still partake in, food or otherwise. To kill my funk, I trapped my mom in a giant bearhug, watched TV with my sister, and did a cannon ball in our swimming pool.
And my favorite gluten free, dairy free ice cream might have been involved.
Just remember, especially in the beginning months after diagnosis or diet change, tears are acceptable as long as smiles are too.
Did anyone else have trouble dealing with their diagnosis? What's your favorite pick-me-up? Comment below!