People who don’t eat gluten are a lot like people who do CrossFit. They talk about it incessantly.
I am both gluten-free and a CrossFitter. I don’t talk about either unless asked or I am around others who are gluten-free or do CrossFit. Or both. It’s gotten to the point where we have be become so annoying that we have become the butt of a really funny jokes:
- Ten percent of the population is gluten-free and the other 90 percent are sick of hearing about it.
- Do you know the correct term for gluten-free brownies? Compost.
- I hope your birthday is filled with lots of gluten-free treats that aren’t disgusting, just like everything else that is gluten-free.
Gluten-free is considered the Nehru jacket of nutrition trends: Hip for about 20 minutes, then profoundly ridiculous. Which is why I rarely talk about either.
When depression has pinned you to the mat and you cannot get up, you will risk being the butt of a joke to feel better. Short of getting drunk or stoned, I would stick Tootsie Rolls up my nose if I thought it would help my depression. It’s that simple.