Dude note: To help celebrate and promote Celiac Awareness Month, I will be writing 30 blog posts over 30 consecutive days (weekends excluded) with the theme “30 Days of Helping 30 Celiacs”. Each post will be aimed toward helping one specific person or group of people. If you or someone you know needs help, guidance, advice or a shoulder to cry on, please contact me and I will do what I can to help. On the 31st day, you’re on your own. Totally kidding.
Today’s 30 for 30 blog post is for: Hannah (not her real name), a 10-year-old celiac who’s having a rough go at it.
I’ll let Hannah’s email speak for itself.
I am am ten and I was diagnosed with Celiac a little over three years ago.
You have all of the true stuff on your blog. You know that it sucks, and aren’t afraid to preach it. And it sucks (pardon my french). Because you never notice how much you’ll miss just buying pizza casually on the way home.
I think it stinks more for kids like me; sometimes people in the school cafeteria touch my food, or put food right on top of or next to my food, then say “It was an accident.” Because kids can be jerks (pardon my french again.)
It really helps to know you understand.
Hi Hannah. A long, long time ago, I was 10. And boy did I get bullied. It’s awful and I’m so sorry other kids are being mean to you. Yes…kids can indeed be jerks.
Do me a favor and do your absolute best to stand up for yourself. You’ve got a disease and it’s not your fault. Talk to your mom or dad and see if they can get involved. Maybe they can have the teachers talk to the other students and educate them about celiac disease. If they truly understood, maybe they wouldn’t be so mean.
Have your parents get in touch with me. I’d like to send you a yummy package of gluten-free goodies if they are ok with it.
And if you need a gluten-free pen pal, I’m game.
Hang in there my fellow celiac.