25/05/2026
In the last year, I have travelled 8 counties over 4 continents. Living in different corners of the world and re-learning what LIFE feels like. What it feels like for life to move through me. How it feels to walk, to run, to dance. For a long time I didnāt know if I would ever be able to. I would drive myself to the beach, walk for a few moments and have to turn back because of pain. But every week I was able to do a few more meters, and a few more. You cannot comprehend what it feels like for your body to shut down unless you have walked this path. To fight with everything inside of you to just LIVE.
Now, donāt be mistaken. I have the upmost gratitude for western medicine. I would not be alive without it, and I am grateful every day. I do however believe there is a catastrophic lack of care, understanding and treatment for chronic autoimmune conditions through the lense of western medicine. As well as an epidemic of high functioning women becoming increasingly sick, in a society built to reward depletion.
And simultaneously there is an absolute underestimation of what is possible when the human body (and a woman) gets the support she truely needs.
I do not share this from a place of anything other than profound gratitude for the lessons I have learned through my reckoning with illness. It is not the path I would have ever chosen for myself - it is the darkest and most difficult journey I have taken - but a path that has changed me in ways nothing else ever could have.