6 weeks into this gluten-consumption rubbish and the anxiety is whirling. On the one hand, boo hiss this totally sucks. On the other hand, at least it’s concrete evidence that gluten is responsible, and suggests that managing anxiety will be much easier in the future once I’m allowed to go back off gluten? (2 weeks+ pending blood test results, NOT THAT I’M COUNTING.)
In the meantime, whenever the anxiety and obsessive thought-loops rear their head, I’m coping by saying things like, “Shut up, Gluten-Girl, you don’t get an opinion on this.”
Which… has actually been moderately effective so far? :’D
I am not my anxiety, and my anxiety is not me.
I can live with Gluten Girl for a few more weeks.
Urgh.