Raw. That's the best emotion to describe the events of this past week. I'm
generally the type of person to sort stuff out in my head first, rationalize,
come up with a plan, seize control, and move on. Needless to say, with
the events of the past week, I'm still in the "sorting stuff out in my
head" phase. The following post is either catharsis or some kind of
message haphazardly stuffed into a bottle and tossed out to a virtual sea with
a "hope for the best." Maybe someone out there has been here before, shares
the same emotions, or can relate in some way, shape, or form. Sometimes this food allergy journey can feel so lonely.