You can read part 1 of my quest to end food superiority here. Thanks for all the kind words so far, I appreciate it. For the person who said “this is a joke, right?” and reblogged this from a bodybuilding website, no – it’s not a joke. The “candy diet” comic is, however, a joke. Although I would eat that much chocolate if I could without puking.
MY CELIAC IS NOT YOUR CELIAC and YOUR PATH TO HEALING IS NOT MY PATH TO HEALING and YOUR DIET IS NOT MY DIET
With autoimmune diseases, it’s like a bowl of Lucky Charms. One bowl could have a rainbow, horseshoe – and another could even have a pot of gold (or whatever the newest marshmallow is). What I have and what you have are probably different, seeing as how celiac has 300 symptoms and too many manifestations to be named. Much like Sassy Celiac said – my celiac is probably not your celiac. My path to healing with celiac is probably not yours either. What I have to go through in order to heal is probably not what you have to heal. For example, I didn’t feel better until 2 years into being gluten-free, and I still have numerous issues. Many of my symptoms didn’t go away, and they might never, and that’s something I just have to be okay with. However, if you tell me that I need to quit XYZ (grains, corn, soy, chocolate, coffee, dairy, music, fun, laughter, reality TV) in order to feel better, I’m going to go ahead and say “I’m happy that works for you” instead of saying “oh, is that what I’ve been doing wrong?” If you’ve gone paleo, primal, whole 30, whole 90, all-chocolate and cat farts diet, or 24/7 juicing , I’m happy for you. I’m impressed that you have the discipline for any diet that you pursue on top of being gluten-free. But please stop being a pusher – especially if you’re not a celiac or gluten sensitive person and you’re just telling me to be healthier. Sometimes I want a cookie. Sometimes I want five cookies. Sometimes I want five cookies and a glass of wine. Sometimes I want a bowl of GF mac and cheese and a romantic comedy. And I’m okay with that because I’m not eating only cookies and cake for every meal.
Believe me, I know of the obesity epidemic that’s happening in our society. It’s terrifying that our kids are facing a generation with a predicted life span less than their parents. I juice, I make kale chips, I watched Weight of the Nation and Food Inc., and I watch obesity documentaries and TV shows like they were my crack. I understand how important a well-balanced diet is, and I think the majority of us out there do, but so help me if I review a cookie, I want to talk about if it’s SAFE for us, not have a debate that this one cookie is the reason why people have to be lifted out of their house with cranes. Please afford people the right to have treats and indulgences within what they feel is right for themselves. I will never advocate for a diet lived off of only packaged food without going to farmer’s markets and eating real food, no one wants that for anyone. I think soda is awful – and if you read Salt Sugar Fat, you will too (if you didn’t already), but I will have a ginger ale every now and then without hating myself for it. But when it comes to convenience, I’ve been there – I’ve needed to consist off of boxed food – especially when traveling for business or when I’ve been late at the office (and I don’t even have to balance having a crazy life with kids)! Give them some leeway to make the choices they think are right for themselves.
I want to let you in on something deeply personal to me, and I’ve debated revealing it on the blog – but I know it’s something that’s incredibly common. I had disordered eating growing up, and I have never been comfortable around food. I’m not going to get into it here, maybe I will later, and maybe I won’t. Every day I am healing and every day I am proud of myself for being able to eat a wide variety of food every day, and being able to eat around family, friends, and the ability to eat in public. Because I am so sensitive to the topic of food (as I’m sure many of us are, even if we never had disordered eating), when someone criticizes me for the way I eat (especially when I think I eat very heathy), I feel hurt, injured and offended. I know, I probably need thicker skin as a blogger – but I have to let you know that it’s not just my thoughts. I’m here to speak for the people who don’t necessarily have a platform to talk about this subject. I’m here to speak for the people who have had disordered eating (or Hell, just have food issues) and are sensitive to the thoughts and words of others, because we’re still sensitive about how we feel about ourselves.
So, in my eyes, If you want to eat processed foods – eat them. God knows that I do. I believe in everything in moderation, and if you agree with that, right on. I will eat cupcakes. I will have chocolate. I will have wine. I will blog about the latest cereal, cookie, candy, or shelf-stable product. I drink a lot of coffee and will not be fear-bullied into stop drinking it. I eat well – I eat a myriad of fruits and vegetables a day. I may not blog about eating asparagus tonight because that’s not why you come to my blog. I think you come to my blog because I review the newest product in the gluten-free marketplace. Or maybe you’re here because I’m hilarious and awesome. Either way, I’m cool with that. That’s all I wanted to say about that. For now…