Yeah. Though I seem to get symptoms whether I eat gluten or not 🙄
But regardless, to avoid long-term damage, I'm strictly GF, and I really miss proper crumpets, edible croissants, fresh baguette, stretchy wraps, decent pizza, piadine, focaccia, proper pasta, farmhouse loaf, etc. etc. etc. every single day.
Why would I get over missing something I spent decades enjoying and taking for granted as my staple food source in all its various forms? I think I probably feel like most people would if they were told they had to change almost every aspect of what they eat, including lots of staples and favourites, and develop almost eating-disorder levels of paranoia about their food being contaminated with an omnipresent substance that almost nobody else takes seriously as a risk.
I always felt sorry for coeliacs, before, and felt glad I wasn't one of them. Even though I knew it wasn't logical, it kind of felt like… they were coeliacs, and they had to live differently, and it must be hard, but they were used to it, and somehow they coped, but I wouldn't be able to. And now I am one of them, and I cope, but I'm also exactly the same person I was before except I can't have a lot of the things I like and can only have shit overpriced versions of others. I can't even eat proper fucking Doritos.
If I want, I dunno, ready meal cottage pie, (because, amazingly, CD didn't turn me into some kind of domestic paragon), I can't buy the one I fancy, or the one that fits my budget. No, I pore over the labels until I find the one that doesn't happen to have gratuitous wheat flour in it, whether that's the Budgeto Brand 3% Beef Hi-Gristle Cottage-Style Pie-Style Food Substance, or Jimmy Meekins' Mega Bangin' Premium Wagyu Fillet Cottage-With-A-Mortgage Pie. Or the Free-From one, I suppose. Which costs about the same as Jimmy's but looks about as appealing as a bag of used plasters and serves 0.3 elderly hamsters. At a push.
But all that pales in comparison to missing spontaneity, sharing, community, exploration, discovery, and all the other things you miss out on when you can't risk a trace of gluten in your food. Can't accept a friend's dinner invitation without risking causing them hassle and worrying about the awkwardness if you can't be sure they've got it right. Can't stop off for lunch in town on a whim. Can't just join in with group outings and events. Can't travel without gf snacks secreted about your person. I watch a YouTube video about delicious-looking food sold by vendors in Malaysia, or Ghana, or wherever, and know that I'll never be the tourist who can just try what I like the look of — I've got to research in advance, prepare alternatives, learn how to ask complicated questions to people I may struggle to communicate with, or I guess just stay at home and eat baked potatoes and rice and yesterdays reheated leftovers until I die.
Don't get me wrong, there's much shitter things than coeliac disease. But it's still shitty and we don't automatically develop some ability to "get over" missing hundreds of things we used to enjoy.