Gluten Information For YOU

Here are some simple links to more information about wheat allergy, gluten intolerance, and celiac disease.

Wheat allergy information, Click Here.

Gluten sensitivity information, Click Here.

Celiac Disease information, Click Here.



Some other reads:

Gluten Free Diet Information and Charts

Because People Won't Understand


And Recipes!

Rice Pasta!

More information coming soon!

P.S. "Fad Diets" of being Gluten Free piss me off, people do not understand it at all. This is an entirely new lifestyle for someone who is unable to eat gluten for whatever reason. Don't be a jackass. And DO NOT tell someone that they are "lucky" that they can't eat gluten. Seriously? LUCKY?!? You my friend, are an idiot if you think this. Imagine not being able to eat pancakes, macaroni and cheese, cookies, cake, pasta, bread. Unless of course you pay lots of money and like the "weird tasting" alternatives. Just... don't tell someone they are lucky because they cannot eat wheat.

Limiting gluten for health reasons on the other hand is awesome. Gluten is bad for everyone.

Words from this Crazy Lady to a Friend

One of my friends is having a down and unmotivated day.
She was feeling overwhelmed with all that mom stuff that has to be done.
I told her: 

~Don't focus on what you think you *should* be doing. Just do whatever you do and reflect about it later.

Don't tell yourself "I should do laundry" or "I should be cleaning the _____"

What you're doing is creating negative feelings.

Just think back to all the "should's" and tell them all to fuck off and you're doing what you WANT to do today. Do laundry if you WANT to...or do it without thinking. 

I have been making myself just do things, go through the motions, not thinking about it. I didn't vacuum for almost 2 weeks.... lol because every time I started thinking about vacuuming I was getting the "should" feeling and felt angry and pathetic.

So I vacuumed when I could walk up to the vacuum and just do it.

Not everything works like that.. but there are a lot of things that you can put off until your frame of mind is in a better place with it.

I had actually noticed that my negative feelings were affecting the kids most when I was running on high and taking care of all the things that I *should* take care of.
I was getting resentful and irritable. I started bitching at the kids and told them, "I have to do (and named of a dozen things)" which made them feel negatively and it was all just a big ball of sad stuff. So my carpets are no longer getting scrubbed endlessly. The dishes WILL wait till morning. The oven WILL be crusty. And I WILL be happier.~ 

Don't judge... you couldn't even tell I hadn't vacuumed... no idea how that actually worked out but it did. 

Realization and Acceptance

It has been a while. I have not been writing here, or anywhere for weeks.
I have been trying to sort through things.
Trying to take it all in without cracking. Let me tell you, it's not easy.

I am realizing a lot of things about myself. With that I am really working hard on sifting through it, I guess I am processing myself.
I have to accept myself now. I have to accept all the little things I dislike or they will chew me up and spit me out. I have to accept that that I am NOT like this person or that person. That I may never be even close to who I really want to be but that being me is ok. I have been chasing "normal" for a very long time and always falling short.
I have to embrace who I am and make the best of it.
No more fake smiles because I am not kidding anyone anyways! I need to accept this and I need to take small steps toward improvements. Because sitting around wishing for things is like digging a bigger hole of self pity and it is plenty deep enough. 


As I walk along this untamed path please be understanding.

Invisibly Scattered

Can't you see I'm crawling, and scratching at the seams? 
Can't you see I'm crying out with silent dying screams? 
Can't you see I'm crumbling and crashing from the start? 
Can't you see I'm struggling and falling fast apart? 
Can't you see I'm dying here with all these broken dreams? 
Can't you see I'm trying to mend the broken screams? 
Can't you see I'm falling down, again and again? 
Can't you see I'm scattered here and twitching from within? 

Can't you see I'm broken and crying out for help? 


You can't see it because on the outside,
I'm smiling just like this. 

 

Sometimes, that which you cannot see is what is the most real aspect of life to someone else.

Elimination: Fears

I want to conquor my fears. All of them (and I have a lot). I feel that if I can eliminate my fears I will be in better control of my life and how I feel. I can better control my anxieties if I eliminate them or at the very least educate myself.

I am trying and I will succeed, sooner or later.

I am scared of guns currently, always have been and I'm more comfortable kicking someones ass than shooting them, especially since even in self defense, shooting people isn't cool. lol

That's probably what I would tell a police officer if asked "Why did to kick this person in the face?"

"Because shooting people isn't cool."

How it feels...

So keep your mouth shut!

Confessions of the Damaged and Broken

          Through the years, choices, and mistakes I became broken. Just a fragment in every area of who I once was and would again like to be.

          I was ensured that I wasn't good enough by many. Sometimes I even looked for it from people I knew could never accept who I really am.

          I was left with feelings of such abandonment that I craved death.

          My confidence is lacking. And maybe it is now that I need to say that your words hurt me. From elementary school to high-school kids were just plain mean. Some picked on  me for anything from my name to my shoes to the generic foods "poor people foods" in my packed lunches. Some told lies. Some wished death upon me. I was called names. I don't recall having many good lasting friendships with anyone.

          I was once told that I lost the fire in my eyes. I will never forget. Especially that crushing feeling of knowing it was true. I feel like I have been chasing that same fire for years and only growing further away. It's a sorry-sad feeling, full of desperation and hints of hope, false hope that is.

          Maybe it was the physical abuse I endured. Or maybe it was my own emotional issues but I will never again feel like I once did. Or trust people completely. A complement always feels two-sided. Smiles make me uncomfortable.

          The last time a man raised his hand to me I fought back with a rage so pure to hatred that I think I unlocked something very close to demonic. Maybe that is what happens to someone who has carried around too much negativity all their life. Maybe all those years of school torture, family problems, and failed relationships finally unlocked some part of me that was ready to dish out an ass-whooping. So that's what I did. Part of me longs to feel this rage toward someone again. Part of me wants to start problems with others so that I might get the chance to let it out again. Rage is the only emotional reaction that feels productive sometimes but it is always out of my reach, always taunting me.

          I am still haunted by things like this. Some of the choices and mistakes I have made do it too. Other people's mistakes and harsh words that have influenced me still weigh me down.

          I don't hold a grudge. But I remember everything. Every dumb lie someone told me. Every insult. Every time I was made to feel like an insignificant speck in the life of someone else. I remember all of the things I did to hurt other people, intentionally or not. I carry it with me and it has all shaped me into who I am. But I do not like it. Why can't I just learn the lesson and not feel guilty? Maybe I need to apologize to those who I can. Perhaps closure is the key to my emotional freedom. Maybe it is how I will get the fire back in my eyes. I need to forgive those who hurt me and apologize to the people I hurt.

                             I want to be free of this forever!