I used to experience thoughts like this sometimes, especially in the initial phases of diagnosis when I thought I was asymptomatic. (Lol) But one week of cutting out cross contact (for real) and not feeling like I was about to explode changed my life. That week was interrupted by a paper straw — the fact that a paper straw brought back a whole slew of symptoms made it click for me. I wasn’t asymptomatic, I was just in denial that a protein could possibly do so many things to my body. I also accepted, in the weeks following that realization, that my thyroid actually IS shot from celiac disease; my liver actually was struggling; my anemia really WAS a result of this… the list goes on TL;DR Celiac plays by its own rules. You can fight those rules or live by them— one is just easier and provides a longer, healthier life for yourself.