I can eat only gluten-free food! And it makes me crazy. Thursday night and I am still continuing with my week of depression. By the end of day today, I could barely get any work done and all I wanted to do was sleep.
So after my two hour nap, I could barely raise my arms to reach my laptop that was on the coffee table. It was time to order dinner.
This is the point where my frustration comes in. I can’t eat any take out! It’s my “never let me down go-to” and now all of the fun is gone… Yeah, I could order a gluten-free pizza, but I can’t have cheese, and it will take too much effort for me to call them.