Suddenly struggling a lot with the reality of this disease after 3 years

I don't like being negative on here because this is a community for all of us to feel hope and solidarity with each other, as well as providing solutions for GF living.

But I have to vent this somewhere because nobody in my life really gets it. Suddenly in the last few months I have felt so depressed about the reality of life-long gluten free living. I am strict with my GF diet, have never intentionally cheated on it in 3 years without exception, but lately I just want to say fuck this whole thing. I am 27, single and don't have many friends, and this coeliac diagnosis is making all of that so much harder. Whilst when I had a girlfriend she was understanding (because she was with me pre and post diagnosis so she knows I wasn't making it up), dating new women is a nightmare cause they think I'm being picky or high maintenance or something, its a nightmare.

Not to mention that simple food pleasures used to bring me a lot of joy, like going out for a nice coffee at the beach with some churros, or wandering through random streets and walking into a little restaurant in a side-street knowing that I could find some amazing food. This whole diagnosis has inverted these simple pleasures into feelings of anxiety and sadness.

I know none of these complaints are any comparison to developing cancer or other intestinal issues, and I'm being a wuss, its just that food is so fundamental to everything in life, its hard for it not to shape everything. Perhaps if I had worse symptoms before diagnosis I would be in a more positive mood but the only thing the diet has done for me is clear up mouth ulcers.

Sorry for the rant