"No More Red Doritos"
"Less than 30 minutes later, tears are running down my face as I dry-heave into the toilet again. My dad is rubbing my back, and I’m staring through water-stained eyes into the bowl: pale pink—my strawberry cheesecake smoothie. I cry even more. Dad bought this smoothie just for me because he knew how much I’d love it, but my body didn’t care. His feelings must be hurt, and it’s all my fault, but I can’t stop my stomach from lurching. More food wants to leave, but there’s nothing left inside. I can’t remember the last time I felt okay."
A couple years ago, I took a Personal Essay course in college, and I ended up writing a piece about being gluten-free and having Celiac disease. Flash forward to 2016 (and after considerable re-writing and editing), I was finally happy enough with the piece to find a publication who would give it a home. I'm so happy to say that "No More Red Doritos" has found a home with Paste and their Food section. Click here to read the whole piece!!
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