My Story
I was tired. Not that I was out late partying, tired.
Bone-deep, wake-up-already-exhausted, hit-a-wall-at-3pm tired. Brain fog that made simple tasks feel enormous. Afternoon crashes, I powered through on sheer stubbornness. The weight didn't move no matter what I tried. Sleep that left me feeling like I hadn't slept at all.
I left my corporate job. I genuinely thought rest would fix it.
(It did not fix it.)
So I did what we do.
I went to the doctor's. I had all the labs done. I tried all the diets. Weight Watchers. High Protein, Carb Cutting. Every program the internet had to offer.
Every test came back normal.
Every doctor said I was fine.
On paper, nothing was wrong with me.
But I knew my body. And my body was not fine.

