I have moved across the world to live in my husbands country. We live with his family because of financial difficulties, a lot of bad luck and me being sick. We have lived with them for three years now. I hate it. He doesn't like it much either.
His family has like no understanding at all of this Celiac thing. They think I should just pull myself together. I don’t know how many nasty comments I have gotten from my SIL, how little understanding there is for cross contamination, how hard it is to every day see homemade cookies or brownies sitting out in the kitchen. They make no attempt to make any gluten free food. There is no food on the dinner table that I can eat. Even the vegetables get buttered. When we make dinner they have cross contained the dinner/left overs several times. I put my stuff in the oven and my FIL puts his stuff on top in there. When I tell him I am afraid of CC he just says "no, that is no problem" and I know he has absolutely no clue what I am talking about.
They put spoons from their gluten filled plates in the bowls on the table. They bathe the little grandchild in Aveeda Oat stuff and does not rinse it off her. They let the other kids play with play doe and I find it everywhere. The kids are not told to wash their hand after they have eaten.. There is no end to things. It has gone so far now that I do not eat with them, they do not set the table for me and it is very hard considering this family is VERY food oriented. I feel sooooo, soooo left out. I haven't eaten with anyone in so long it seems.
We are no longer invited to my husband's sister for dinner or anything. I feel we are completely left out. They love to order pizza for dinner and talk about all the good stuff they ate when they were at a restaurant.
I have some trouble with chemical sensitivities too and my mother in law LOVES to spray her strong scents in the hallway. It flies upstairs and makes me sick. I have told her it makes me feel sick and it is a little hard to breathe but she keeps on. Doesn't care.
I feel I morn the fact that I can't eat what others do. I sometimes make dinner for them and they will not eat what I make. My husband does, but during the weeks he eats with them. I sometimes eat with them but I have to prepare my food ahead because my MIL doesn't want me to cook when they cook because there is no room.. I don’t know. It is so hard. So hard to watch them eat gluten and dairy every day. My MIL often bake and there is like always stuff in the kitchen on the island for everyone to take.
I know I can't ask of them to not eat the stuff, but it seems they are making it so much harder. I feel so left out, I feel there should be some more understanding.
I guess it doesn't help that my MIL and SIL doesn't really care for much else than them selves. At least my SIL is that way. She just told me today when we talked about Celiac (we were talking about exercise and I told her how completely exhausted I have sometimes felt, how I couldn't even take walks, how I had to take naps during the days)... She told me I had to force myself, that I needed to be more positive (she knows I am depressed and goes to counseling) and then she told me "well, I have never had that type of problem, I am such a positive person" (She is the queen of complaining!! and she seems to have a black cloud over her very often). It's like she thinks I have chosen to be depressed and that Celiac is like having Lactose Intolerance (she has that off and on).
They have no idea how hard this is sometimes.
I feel so lonely. Not part of the family. I feel they never come to me and talk. They forget my birthday and complain that some friends forgot theirs when we all sit there and have a party for them.
This is a night mare.
I don't normally tell personal things about myself like this, but it feels so hard tonight. So hard.
