It's just always so much at once you know? People tell me "It's just a bad time" but they don't realize my entire life has been the same way, always. It gets old. When I discovered I was celiac I felt like I had a new chance at life because I knew what was causing the problem.. but staying gluten free is the hardest thing I've ever had to try and do. It just infuriates me that this stuff that is poison to me is everywhere. I feel like I cannot live my dreams because there wont be food for me to eat. This hurts me so much. My friend dying just pushed me over the edge I guess. Like I said a lot at once. It would be good if it ever got better.