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Trish's avatar

I imagine a whole lotta people will relate to this essay…I sure do…before i share my connection, I just want to say that the most beautiful image came up for me when you shared how you now care for your mitochondria, it seems much like you care for animals…the covenant you speak of to give them the best possible experience. This conveyance of the covenant to your body is so beautiful and sacred, it is application of your wisdom to your most precious asset and by living in this truth makes it accessible to the many. At least for me, There is much strength in the notion “if she can do it, why not me”.

Rather than lyme, my journey to a full on system collapse was 42 years in the making. Starting at 12 I would wake up w shooting abdominal pains, which 8 years later my gall bladder removed…pains away…another 8 years until i was in the same situation, more abdominal pains, until i was jaundic and figured out a blocked common duct…another 10 years gestattional diabetes, at 42 full on type 1 diabetes, w a side of RA…interestingly enough A Friend sent me a ted talk by terry wahls…mitochondria and i found my way to a functional doctor who flipped my diet and nutrition around…my body healed, it took about a year…it culminated in the pregnancy at 44, ha! My son is 8 and continue to

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Phew- every time you write an essay, it seems to be exactly what I needed to hear in that moment. In my early twenties, I was a regular wine drinker. I knew I needed to get a grip when I started to impose rules on usage. (Only on date nights, only at weddings, only one, only at dinner parties) The idea of total abstinence was too scary. But then I learned about alcohols mechanism of action on the body and mind, and the craving cycle it creates. Removing it entirely made me realize how it is not at all worth the poor sleep, foggy brain, sore joints that even one glass of high quality, organic wine gave me.

Lately I’ve found myself building rules around usage of social media and treats. I know I use these things when I need a dopamine hit. A baby crying at my feet while I try to cobble together breakfast, screaming and fighting from the other two, someone asking me a question, while the dog whines to be let out, my ever growing to-do list squishing me under its fist, and before I know it I am soothing myself with a piece of dark chocolate. I sit down to check my E-mail and the next thing I know, I’ve squandered 30 minutes looking through an friend’s-second-cousins vacation pictures to France and then investigating what her younger brother died from and googling his obituary, then spending another twenty minutes or so reading up on ewing's sarcoma. I fall down pointless rabbit-holes and endless scrolling to distract myself from the overwhelming reality of the moment. Every attempt at moderation has failed. A cycle of craving that feels familiar.

For Lent, I was planning to stay off all social media and curb my sugar usage ( brain says i t’s only dates with a little butter! It’s just honey in my coffee! Why deny yourself?) The human mind is so very interesting. The concessions we make, the way we delude ourselves. I do not need to wait for Lent to begin. Thank you so much for your wisdom and perspective, as always.

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