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Now today's first story comes from Trouble in Gluten, who says, am I the asshole for

go in no contact with my parents after learning they had lied to me about my allergies

all my life.

Hey everyone, I'm 19 years old and my parents are in their 50s.

For as long as I can remember,

I've been allergic to several things. Dairy, wheat, flour, gluten and legumes. Since I was a young

child, my parents have completely kept all of them out of our house. While other kids ate

breakfast cereals, I ate fish, and assorted pickled vegetables for breakfast. While other kids had luncheables, I ate fish and assorted pickled vegetables for breakfast.

While other kids had lunchables, I had grilled chicken or fish with, again, assorted vegetables,

usually sweet potatoes.

While other kids ate birthday cake at the birthday party, I had an apple.

I never questioned this until a couple of months ago.

I was at my aunt's house for my birthday party and she made brownies for everyone. For me, she took great steps to make them with almond flour and avoided all of my allergies. I started eating them and thought little of it until my aunt suddenly looked at me and in a panicked way asked which plate I took the brownies from. I pointed from the ones where I got my brownies and she immediately stood up and told me we had to get my Epi pen. She raced to ask my mother for it and I sat there scared out of my mind because I had never mistakenly eaten flour before. I noticed my mother had calmed her down and then she said that we don't have to worry because

she had switched the plate of brownies and after all I'd eaten the ones made with almond flour.

I found this incredibly odd because really why would she swap the plates?

That doesn't even make sense.

But for the time being, I let the issue rest.

It didn't sit well with me for about a week and I finally went to get an allergy test.

The doctor started with a skin prick test and lo and behold, I didn't react to any of the

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