Some days after, They ask again, How can I survive?
And say, They wouldn't be able to.
I laugh again, So they laugh along.
Now I ask myself, How cursed am I? & I let myself Cry.
And when they ask again, I just smile.
When I was 6 , my family found out that I have a disease called celiac disease or for short gluten/ wheat allergy , so basically I can't eat anything made from wheat , my lifestyle and diet is very different from those in my country, I am cut off from eating every thing outside. So for ten years I have been constantly asked by my friends , cousins and sometimes very close friends , they joke , they ask , they pity , they sympathise , and they ask how can I live. I don't know if it should have been me more tough to laugh and laugh again on the same question over and over again.