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brightlotusmoonSo! I did a thing a while back. I didn't tell anyone. Anyone at all. And now it is time to come clean, because it's been long enough that I think I can finally shoot down the pushers.
I did a second gluten-free trial, lasting just under one month. I spoke to all three doctors and specialists, who were okay with it. Although I shall quote my primary physician, Dr Carolyn, who has treated me since 2003: "I don't see why it's really necessary, though. You've never had gluten sensitivity, let alone celiac. But if it will help you psychologically, then sure. Let me know." And to quote my neurologist, Dr Debbie: "Why are you doing this to convince other people? I mean, I'm genuinely amused. You don't need to cut out gluten for health reasons, anyway." All I could do was shrug and say, "I guess to prove a point to the health-pushers?" She said I had a point, since that was irritating, to be pushed at.
The results were...
Wait for it...
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
There was no reduction in chronic pain, fatigue, inflammation, or malaise symptoms of any kind. I did not feel more energized nor clear-headed. My life did not change, not even a flicker.
Now. For the past several weeks, I've been verbally assaulted across the board by people who just want me to feel better - by using blatant, callous emotional manipulation to force me to comply.
The most popular one so far has been "Well, what if you were dying? What if you found out that gluten would kill you and that by going gluten-free you could save your life?" See, okay, that is a fascinating thing right now. That is one of the most manipulative, passive-aggressive, hard-hitting, one-sided forms of coercion ever. The speaker is hoping to catch the listener in a corner, with no choice but to agree. And see, they're correct there. Obviously if I were in such a scenario, of course I would go gluten-free. But the catch is that I am not dying. I am not sick. Thus, no desire nor need to go gluten-free. Not unless that life or death scenario occurs!
Following up that particular attack, we then have this, "Well, then, don't you think going gluten-free would at least reduce symptoms and pain?" Which ties into the first, of course, and is subtle enough to seem harmless and reasonable. And... no. Because gluten causes problems if one is reacting to gluten. Which I wasn't. "But I read this book written by this doctor that said that for everybody, gluten can cause overall body inflammation and pain!" For everybody, really? All seven billion humans, with the exact same medical issue. One would assume the CDC, FDA, and various world governments would be all on top of that like roaches on dog food. Plus, I listened to a conversation said by this doctor, who is personally treating me, that said that I didn't need to restrict my diet like that. But you're right, book-writing doctors would know better.
Now, the big guns. This attack is my favorite, because it strikes right at the heart, it tries to destroy the option of choice: "So, I guess you'd prefer a life of pain over fewer symptoms." It can be said in multiple ways, but the core is always a smug, smarmy, morally superior, I've got you now rhetoric. It's a tough one to counter. If you say yes, you seem as though you just don't ever want to really help yourself after all. If you say no, well, why haven't you taken their advice? You see the attempt at emotional superiority and twisted logic? At this point, you can tell they are grasping at straws. They've seized on an idea, fixated, and found themselves unable to let go. I get that. And they most like don't even realize that what they say to you is painful or upsetting. They only want to help. They care deeply enough. Obviously, when you love someone, you want to see them happy, healthful, pain-free. When they are in chronic pain, when they hurt every day, you hunt frantically for ideas about treatments. Even when they have doctors and treatments, you just want to do something, anything, because you can't stand to just stand by. They're hurting. Why can't you help? You feel helpless.
But emotional manipulation and verbal attack is a very ugly way to go about helping. They are more likely to stop talking to you. In fact, with most of these people, I've started not talking about my symptoms. Which is funny, because these are my support networks. These are support groups, people who are willing to help. Except for the ones who don't know how to help, the ones who don't have chronic illnesses like mine, who can only see the experiences vicariously. Intellectually, they may understand that it is inappropriate to push, but it feels so right emotionally that they can't help it. And I've been there. I've done that.
The problem here is that if people actually cared about your pain, your chronic illness, they wouldn't apply these manipulations; they are generally more concerned with winning you over and being right. Nobody truly means to be an asshole in a situation like this.
However, in the end, that gut-sensation of being right, of knowing what might work, is overwhelming and almost brainwashing. It's almost cult-ish. I'll call then health preachers. This isn't about just gluten-free. This is about every dietary alteration ever suggested. This is about every medical treatment involving home treatments like food and exercise, meditation and yoga, supplements and massage, etcetera. I haven't even gotten to pharmacological medicine and holistic medicine yet. Or the people who deny psychiatric illnesses, who think psychiatry is fraudulent, who believe firmly that clinical depression isn't real and is literally psychological, delusional. Frustrating, isn't it.
So, anyway. My Plan. I went gluten-free for just under a month. I kept notes. I was alone, because Adam was away on business, so I just cooked for myself and didn't touch anything with gluten. I was hungry and bored. I mean, the food was delicious. There was a lot of quinoa and lentils and sprouts and cheese and meats and snow peas and carrots and apples. I ate a lot of steak. But I just felt annoyed.
My doctors were extremely amused and not at all surprised when I told them the results.
Seriously. Three separate doctors. All saying the same thing. I mean, at this point, if I were to tell Dr Carolyn to refer me to a blood test just for the hell of it, she would quirk an eyebrow at me and ask who was giving me the money for the test (I don't know if Medicare covers those), and we would laugh.
But I didn't tell anyone I knew. Not for the whole duration. Here and there, I casually mentioned that I'd done gluten-free trials without any changes, I casually mentioned that I didn't need to cut out gluten and that there were plenty of other ways I was already mitigating symptoms. I stopped updating my support groups. I just said that I was doing well on my medications and therapies, and when the weather got bad I would flare up terribly and kept treating myself. I mean, even if all my symptoms vanished, I would still not be rid of pain, because of the cerebral palsy. Which 1. is never going away and 2. is getting worse as I age, which cannot be stopped or relieved. Which people rarely realize, because nobody thinks about the crip adults.
So, yay, you, my LJ friends, get to hear it first. I went gluten-free and it didn't do shit for me! Yaay, that was pointless! Let's dance!
It was fascinating. During my trial, I was reading entries on my friends list about people cutting out gluten and realizing that their lives were changing for the better, that they were celiac after all, or intolerant, and that going gluten-free made all the difference and they could love food again, woooo! I was so happy for them I almost cried. It was amazing, reading about their joy and euphoria and ecstasy. Food, they cried! Food is wonderful again! And I nodded, and grinned, and focused on myself and how my gluten-free test trial was just like any other day, except boring.
And I put up with preachers, and pushers, and well-meaning manipulations. And I said nothing. It did hurt, being attacked like that. I sobbed and snarled and surrounded myself with friends who knew the powerful irritation of being shoved around by gluten-free pushers. I kept going. I took double the Klonopin. Days and weeks passed. I stopped the trial. I ate grains and wheat again, slowly, lovingly, with savor.
Today, I was recommended a wonderful book called "The Gentle Art Of Verbal Self-Defense" by Suzanne Haden Elgin. I've gotten a sample of a few chapters, and I'm so hooked that I'll be purchasing the updated version as soon as I have money to buy it. I'm lucky that I've been able to recognize Verbal Attack Patterns recently, but the book will teach me to escape as well as use communication to resolve. I need that. I need to learn peaceful communication getting to the root of the problem without hostile interaction and confrontation, without arguing over semantics. I like to hyperbolize. In fact, a handful of friends and I like to snark at, hyperbolize, and satirize the beliefs of health preachers, like those who firmly believe that gluten-free diets could help everyone who doesn't need them, the way that accepting Jesus will get people to Heaven so the preachers can see them after death and hang out with them in a conforming afterlife. See why this may not work? See why this can be more about the preachers than the listeners?
It is nearly impossible to fight a very calm, gentle person. I need to learn that art of fighting with calm. I need to learn to not be enraged and screamingly upset and insulted whenever anyone tries to manipulate my emotions. I need to learn to break my own cycle of verbal hostility, which will help me handle those manipulations disguised as helpfulness.
Other thing I loathe: Being told that having a mild version of a disability doesn't count. I already discussed cerebral palsy and aging with the chronic pain caused by spastic hypertonia. And they don't back off. No matter how many times you patiently explain anything. Now that is where I really, really need to learn gentle verbal self-defense tactics. Because oh my fucking gods I want to punch them full of holes.
Ahh, humanity. Fun!
I did a second gluten-free trial, lasting just under one month. I spoke to all three doctors and specialists, who were okay with it. Although I shall quote my primary physician, Dr Carolyn, who has treated me since 2003: "I don't see why it's really necessary, though. You've never had gluten sensitivity, let alone celiac. But if it will help you psychologically, then sure. Let me know." And to quote my neurologist, Dr Debbie: "Why are you doing this to convince other people? I mean, I'm genuinely amused. You don't need to cut out gluten for health reasons, anyway." All I could do was shrug and say, "I guess to prove a point to the health-pushers?" She said I had a point, since that was irritating, to be pushed at.
The results were...
Wait for it...
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
There was no reduction in chronic pain, fatigue, inflammation, or malaise symptoms of any kind. I did not feel more energized nor clear-headed. My life did not change, not even a flicker.
Now. For the past several weeks, I've been verbally assaulted across the board by people who just want me to feel better - by using blatant, callous emotional manipulation to force me to comply.
The most popular one so far has been "Well, what if you were dying? What if you found out that gluten would kill you and that by going gluten-free you could save your life?" See, okay, that is a fascinating thing right now. That is one of the most manipulative, passive-aggressive, hard-hitting, one-sided forms of coercion ever. The speaker is hoping to catch the listener in a corner, with no choice but to agree. And see, they're correct there. Obviously if I were in such a scenario, of course I would go gluten-free. But the catch is that I am not dying. I am not sick. Thus, no desire nor need to go gluten-free. Not unless that life or death scenario occurs!
Following up that particular attack, we then have this, "Well, then, don't you think going gluten-free would at least reduce symptoms and pain?" Which ties into the first, of course, and is subtle enough to seem harmless and reasonable. And... no. Because gluten causes problems if one is reacting to gluten. Which I wasn't. "But I read this book written by this doctor that said that for everybody, gluten can cause overall body inflammation and pain!" For everybody, really? All seven billion humans, with the exact same medical issue. One would assume the CDC, FDA, and various world governments would be all on top of that like roaches on dog food. Plus, I listened to a conversation said by this doctor, who is personally treating me, that said that I didn't need to restrict my diet like that. But you're right, book-writing doctors would know better.
Now, the big guns. This attack is my favorite, because it strikes right at the heart, it tries to destroy the option of choice: "So, I guess you'd prefer a life of pain over fewer symptoms." It can be said in multiple ways, but the core is always a smug, smarmy, morally superior, I've got you now rhetoric. It's a tough one to counter. If you say yes, you seem as though you just don't ever want to really help yourself after all. If you say no, well, why haven't you taken their advice? You see the attempt at emotional superiority and twisted logic? At this point, you can tell they are grasping at straws. They've seized on an idea, fixated, and found themselves unable to let go. I get that. And they most like don't even realize that what they say to you is painful or upsetting. They only want to help. They care deeply enough. Obviously, when you love someone, you want to see them happy, healthful, pain-free. When they are in chronic pain, when they hurt every day, you hunt frantically for ideas about treatments. Even when they have doctors and treatments, you just want to do something, anything, because you can't stand to just stand by. They're hurting. Why can't you help? You feel helpless.
But emotional manipulation and verbal attack is a very ugly way to go about helping. They are more likely to stop talking to you. In fact, with most of these people, I've started not talking about my symptoms. Which is funny, because these are my support networks. These are support groups, people who are willing to help. Except for the ones who don't know how to help, the ones who don't have chronic illnesses like mine, who can only see the experiences vicariously. Intellectually, they may understand that it is inappropriate to push, but it feels so right emotionally that they can't help it. And I've been there. I've done that.
The problem here is that if people actually cared about your pain, your chronic illness, they wouldn't apply these manipulations; they are generally more concerned with winning you over and being right. Nobody truly means to be an asshole in a situation like this.
However, in the end, that gut-sensation of being right, of knowing what might work, is overwhelming and almost brainwashing. It's almost cult-ish. I'll call then health preachers. This isn't about just gluten-free. This is about every dietary alteration ever suggested. This is about every medical treatment involving home treatments like food and exercise, meditation and yoga, supplements and massage, etcetera. I haven't even gotten to pharmacological medicine and holistic medicine yet. Or the people who deny psychiatric illnesses, who think psychiatry is fraudulent, who believe firmly that clinical depression isn't real and is literally psychological, delusional. Frustrating, isn't it.
So, anyway. My Plan. I went gluten-free for just under a month. I kept notes. I was alone, because Adam was away on business, so I just cooked for myself and didn't touch anything with gluten. I was hungry and bored. I mean, the food was delicious. There was a lot of quinoa and lentils and sprouts and cheese and meats and snow peas and carrots and apples. I ate a lot of steak. But I just felt annoyed.
My doctors were extremely amused and not at all surprised when I told them the results.
Seriously. Three separate doctors. All saying the same thing. I mean, at this point, if I were to tell Dr Carolyn to refer me to a blood test just for the hell of it, she would quirk an eyebrow at me and ask who was giving me the money for the test (I don't know if Medicare covers those), and we would laugh.
But I didn't tell anyone I knew. Not for the whole duration. Here and there, I casually mentioned that I'd done gluten-free trials without any changes, I casually mentioned that I didn't need to cut out gluten and that there were plenty of other ways I was already mitigating symptoms. I stopped updating my support groups. I just said that I was doing well on my medications and therapies, and when the weather got bad I would flare up terribly and kept treating myself. I mean, even if all my symptoms vanished, I would still not be rid of pain, because of the cerebral palsy. Which 1. is never going away and 2. is getting worse as I age, which cannot be stopped or relieved. Which people rarely realize, because nobody thinks about the crip adults.
So, yay, you, my LJ friends, get to hear it first. I went gluten-free and it didn't do shit for me! Yaay, that was pointless! Let's dance!
It was fascinating. During my trial, I was reading entries on my friends list about people cutting out gluten and realizing that their lives were changing for the better, that they were celiac after all, or intolerant, and that going gluten-free made all the difference and they could love food again, woooo! I was so happy for them I almost cried. It was amazing, reading about their joy and euphoria and ecstasy. Food, they cried! Food is wonderful again! And I nodded, and grinned, and focused on myself and how my gluten-free test trial was just like any other day, except boring.
And I put up with preachers, and pushers, and well-meaning manipulations. And I said nothing. It did hurt, being attacked like that. I sobbed and snarled and surrounded myself with friends who knew the powerful irritation of being shoved around by gluten-free pushers. I kept going. I took double the Klonopin. Days and weeks passed. I stopped the trial. I ate grains and wheat again, slowly, lovingly, with savor.
Today, I was recommended a wonderful book called "The Gentle Art Of Verbal Self-Defense" by Suzanne Haden Elgin. I've gotten a sample of a few chapters, and I'm so hooked that I'll be purchasing the updated version as soon as I have money to buy it. I'm lucky that I've been able to recognize Verbal Attack Patterns recently, but the book will teach me to escape as well as use communication to resolve. I need that. I need to learn peaceful communication getting to the root of the problem without hostile interaction and confrontation, without arguing over semantics. I like to hyperbolize. In fact, a handful of friends and I like to snark at, hyperbolize, and satirize the beliefs of health preachers, like those who firmly believe that gluten-free diets could help everyone who doesn't need them, the way that accepting Jesus will get people to Heaven so the preachers can see them after death and hang out with them in a conforming afterlife. See why this may not work? See why this can be more about the preachers than the listeners?
It is nearly impossible to fight a very calm, gentle person. I need to learn that art of fighting with calm. I need to learn to not be enraged and screamingly upset and insulted whenever anyone tries to manipulate my emotions. I need to learn to break my own cycle of verbal hostility, which will help me handle those manipulations disguised as helpfulness.
Other thing I loathe: Being told that having a mild version of a disability doesn't count. I already discussed cerebral palsy and aging with the chronic pain caused by spastic hypertonia. And they don't back off. No matter how many times you patiently explain anything. Now that is where I really, really need to learn gentle verbal self-defense tactics. Because oh my fucking gods I want to punch them full of holes.
Ahh, humanity. Fun!
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Date: 2014-04-24 01:37 am (UTC)You are absolutely right in that they are some of the most manipulative, passive aggressive pieces of shit out there. And I can tell you right now from dealing with those people that the one thing you are going to hear is: "One month isn't a long enough trial. It takes three months for gluten to clear out of your system and for you to see results."
Because I've seen other friends do short term trials and get exactly this shit. I just don't even. For my friends who actually HAVE gluten intolerances or celiac, they DEFINITELY noticed SOME difference at a month in. At least SOME amount of symptom reduction.
Okay, I don't know as much about CP as other conditions but from what I do know... I don't see how that would at all be affected by gluten. I hate that there's this idea that gluten is the devil and the cause of ALL health issues, even ones that it would have no connection to whatsoever. I also honestly wonder if there isn't some amount of placebo effect going on, because of how CERTAIN some people are that going GF will cure them. The placebo effect can be pretty powerful (my girlfriend Omi is especially susceptible to it, to a point that she uses it to her advantage; me, I have an almost anti-placebo effect).
I just can't with these people. They exhaust me.
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Date: 2014-04-24 02:32 am (UTC)Uugghh. I was afraid of that. I had a feeling. I suspected someone might tell me "Oh, it doesn't matter if you felt fine. One month isn't enough! You should go at least two months."
It's like a sniper attack.
And I doubt they'll back down until I just do the thing, until I cut out the foods that don't cause any issues. Which is boring and stupid.
Seriously. If I haven't felt anything by now, it won't matter how long I don't eat gluten (or, like, dairy or meat or fruit or broccoli or whatever foods now cause problems for some people and cause other people to jump on the, er, fad wagon).
Coercion is a fucked-up thing, but when it comes to dietary health, it's insidious.
What astounds me is the resistance these folks have to being told that it won't matter. CP and pain are connected. If gluten-free can somehow, some way, magically heal me, I am still going to have pain from palsy. No matter what. But they won't want to hear that; it goes against the rabid faith in dietary changes for health.
And I keep explaining that I have already cut out or back on foods that I sensed were not good for me, like heavy amounts of soy. I don't eat tofu or soyburgers or soy milk. Because my body tells me to not ingest it. I would think my body could tell me it didn't like gluten. I wonder. Maybe it would communicate in digestive troubles, hives and itching, or unexplained headaches. Just like it does with heavy amounts of soy. Oh, why oh why won'y my body reject this evil gluten by having allergic reactions? Oh, that would be a dead giveaway, wouldn't it? /sarcasm
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Date: 2014-04-26 08:20 am (UTC)And yeah, if you cut out for a month and notice no difference, it's very unlikely gluten is the issue.
Frankly, to get the people off your back, I'd just say you'd done it for three months. *shrugs* but that's me. I have no compunction against white lies when it comes to my self protection.
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Date: 2014-04-26 08:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-24 01:56 am (UTC)To each her own - I am all for that. If people MUST cut gluten, then cut it. But I am so, so glad you don't have to. It's just one more pain in the ass thing to deal with, right?
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Date: 2014-04-24 02:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-24 02:33 am (UTC)Well, a FEW people, but no one who can read these comments, I'm sure... ;)
But seriously, thanks. I wish people knew the difference between 1)fad, 2)intolerance, and 3)deadly illness. I started out my life with #2. It progressed to #3. I would kill a man (in Reno) for his bagel with cream cheese, or to be able to enjoy a meal at a restaurant with my husband (which we haven't done at all since early 2009. I don't think one meal in five years is too much to ask for!).
The fad is total fucking bullshit. People need to cut out their crap because it's demeaning and annoying. Again, if someone needs to be gluten-free AND has consulted a medical professional/dietitian/had blood work or a colonoscopy to determine the severity of the illness, then by all means! Live in a way that makes you feel better! I would never object to that. But all of this "eliminate xyz and your life is automatically better" crap? Hell no. There are just so many reasons that I can't get behind that nonsense.
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Date: 2014-04-24 02:53 am (UTC)Also, a few years ago, my father developed a gluten intolerance. He was seventy. They were already eating whole and fresh foods, organic as possible. My mother immediately made the whole house gluten-free. And months later whenever she and I talked over the phone, she began insisting that I "try a gluten-free trial just in case it might be hereditary." And then she decided I might want to do it to help heal my symptoms, because she was reading books and articles that suggested that gluten caused inflammation in some ways in some people.
And I didn't mind, I was okay with it. She loved me and she only wanted to help me. But the other day, she finally resorted to one of the emotionally manipulative verbal attacks I spoke of, and I caught it and called her on it - but I had trouble deflecting it and explaining how she hurt me, because I didn't know how to parry verbal attacks. It's still hurting, mainly because her voice had such an unapologetic flat affect. She said she was sorry but I sensed the "...until next time" in the apology. And it shocked me. Because that's not my mother. I feel bad for her; she's desperate to help me.
Then again, I guess I brought it up. She mentioned she was reading a book about how to relieve migraines, then said "...but you wouldn't really care about that, of course." And I said, "No, no, tell me." And I think that is where I went wrong.
Sigh.
At least she's not as bad as those gf pushers in the support groups.
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Date: 2014-04-24 04:45 am (UTC)If I didn't have to eat gluten free, I wouldn't choose to. I'm not a fan of fads, and to me, personally (not an attack on ANYONE - this is just me), it's like the supplement debate. I don't take herbal supplements to assist my pain or illnesses because they don't work. For ME. They don't work for ME. I see them as fads when it comes to what my body needs. For others, sure, but not me. So it's all about choice. In another life, I'd absolutely eat gluten. Why people can't accept that we all have to make our own personal choices, and that we weigh those choices carefully and talk to doctors, specialists, and so forth is beyond me. And when people start supplements or come off gluten, they really should talk to someone - as I mentioned, a dietitian, a GI doc, etc. Why screw with the body if the body is doing its best to keep you alive as is?
The benefit of the gluten-free fad is that more products are being manufactured. Bisquick now makes gluten free waffle mix. It is awesome. But here's the problem: it still contains traces of gluten. By law, GF food cannot have more than 20 parts per unit of gluten in it. But there's NO law about shared equipment. It has to be listed on the box (for example: "This is a gluten-free food. May contain traces of soy or peanuts. Manufactured on equipment shared with wheat, soy, peanuts, and tree nuts") but that's it. Cross-contamination is everywhere, even IN gluten-free food. Label-reading becomes a specialty. Calling companies to find out where products are manufactured is a way of life. And it's a HUGE waste of time if someone doesn't need do be doing it. Also, $7 for a loaf of bread? I'm going to have to pull a Jean Valjean over here to feed myself if GF food costs don't come down.
I think people can have good intentions but execute them in the worst ways possible (stay tuned for a post about my past week and my mother's reaction, which was basically, "Well, you didn't die, good for you." Then again, she doesn't have the best of intentions, but I digress.). Anyhow, if your parents were already eating gluten-free food by choice, great. Asking you to try it? Maybe her way of saying, "I'm sorry you are sick, I hope this can help." The only problem is that people think they are RIGHT when they offer those solutions, and when they don't work, YOU'RE to blame. It doesn't mean your mom doesn't love you and want the best for you, but shit - it didn't correct the problem. It's a band-aid solution if you don't have gluten intolerance or Celiac. So I'm sure it's frustrating, and there's no need for her to attack you. Good for you for calling her out. That's so fucking hard to do with parents, especially when you KNOW they mean well but there's still another shoe there, dangling, that's eventually going to drop.
Ignore the asshole GF pushers in support groups. I'll be damned if that's support. That's kind of cult-like behavior: "Be one of us and be healed!" No, thanks. I'll do what works for me, you all do what works for you, and let's carry on. <3
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Date: 2014-04-24 05:30 am (UTC)Thank you SO MUCH for standing with me like this. And I am absolutely taking your advice to ignore the people in my groups. And as for my mom, I'm grateful I was able to call her out with confidence. It didn't matter if she wasn't truly apologetic; I know I reached her at least a little.
It is indeed cult-like. The same way people chant "MediTation, Not MediCation!" especially when they try to deny the existence of ADHD, OCD, and other neurodevelopmental disabilities, especially in kids (I understand why people are concerned about medicating kids, and I support it only for the kids who seem to desperately need treatment... but to blow it off as "aww, no, little Johnny just can't sit still, he's fine" feels passive aggressively cruel). Besides, that should be only for parents to decide with doctors. So I get VERY twitchy when I am told that my former pharmaceutical drug for Adult ADHD Inattentive was bashed as poison and that I never had ADHD. But that is a whole different rant.
But anyway, that whole mindset of "If you don't do what I do or suggest, you are not good to yourself" creeps me out. Supplements, yoga, therapy, drugs, anything.
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Date: 2014-04-26 05:32 am (UTC)and also *gentle hugs*
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Date: 2014-04-26 05:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-24 02:14 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2014-04-24 02:37 am (UTC)And I didn't realize that you were already allergic to soy that much that you need to avoid bread often. And you'd think the pushers would be okay with that, but my gods, they even go after you, and that's just wrong. :(
*hug*
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Date: 2014-04-24 04:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-24 04:51 am (UTC)I really do not understand people who feel the need to push "but this worked for me!" all the time. And I see it *everywhere* in the chronic illness community. I've been guilty of it, too, though I try very hard not to do it these days (and am totally cool if someone calls me out on it).
I am really happy that the gluten free fad has taken hold, insofar as it makes a lot more products available to people who are celiac, or severely intolerant (I had a friend when I was a kid whose mother was celiac, and lived pretty much on rice and vegetables). But I think so many people are so head-in-the-sand about it automatically being healthier. If you're eating tonnes of gluten free processed stuff, you'll likely end up being more unhealthy.
I just want to growl at everyone for you, pretty much. Because I think you're one of the people I know who *really* has a handle on their health issues, and fights so much and so hard - and always does so with utter grace.
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Date: 2014-04-24 05:21 am (UTC)I've noticed that depending on the current food issue, pushers will glomp on to whatever they see MIGHT help relieve medical conditions. If it might lead to weight loss, clear skin, less stress, etc, people will jump on it even if they don't need it. And it can hurt. An old school friend became vegan for ethical reasons, but her health fell apart; she ate tons of pasta, bread, and other filling meat-less foods, and few vegetables. She still doesn't quite know how to eat vegan properly.
I know folks who dropped all dairy, went Paleo, etc. But because they didn't really know just how to follow the "diet" guides, they didn't see much improvement in health. And so I am happy that people who must go gluten-free are lashing out against the fad part of gluten-free, because needing to cut out gluten to preserve one's health and life is something very few people really want. Which is why the phrase "Well, what if it would save your life if you would do this" is so enraging.
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Date: 2014-04-24 01:24 pm (UTC)As I think you know, I just finished six months on a candida diet. Through this diet I have learned that I am basically addicted to sugar. My experiences recently with eating it again have shown that I basically get a high from it and then I crash and I'm exhausted to the point of falling asleep while walking around until it's all out of my system. I need to experiment to see how much I can have at once without that effect. But that is me, not anyone else. I don't think most other people have as extreme a reaction to sugar as I do. I think that many people eat more of it than is necessary, but I don't think they get that exhaustion. Just other things, like weight gain. So hey, I lost 30 lbs over the last six months and my digestive system took that long to get sorted out and I'm still trying to avoid sugar (I still need to test yeast properly). And if someone wants to know what I did and how I did it, I'm happy to share. But I'm not going to tell people to do this diet and I'm not going to pressure people to do it. Because unless they have some similar symptoms, it's not likely to have an impact.
Oh, and this diet had absolutely no effect on my ADHD, so people pushing diet on me for that can go find something else to read up on.