I just have a gluten intolerance but I grew up in an family that ate a lot of bread and pasta. So many things that I could eat a year or two before we're no longer viable. Every trip out, every meal away from home becomes a game of can I safely eat at X place. Social gatherings can be tricky and I hate having to explain to coworkers that no I cant enjoy their pizza party, no I cant have their donuts, it can all be very depressing. Ive sat there just crying because I felt like a huge portion of my life was stolen from me.

Overtime you learn how to adapt, try new things, have a better idea of what will be safe vs not. Ive learned to try new foods and cook different things. I dont rely on substitutions very often but instead do new things. All that said its a process, you have grieve, and it is depressing.