MY HASHIMOTO’S STORY..
Our new year started off with a splash actually, a deluge — of rain in Southern California. As if that wasn’t exciting enough, we found mold in our apartment where we had just moved into a few months before. I’ve affectionately called it, “The Moldy Apartment Upheaval.”
We’ve been living on the lam from the mould — all of our stuff is in storage and we’re in hotels and with friends until we find a new place to call “home.”
You know what’s weird? We all felt crappy for over a month. I hadn’t felt good since we moved in. None of us could figure out the body aches, the constant migraines, the inability to breathe deeply or well and the profound sense of anxiety that we had at different times.
Then, it started to become clear — as in, we saw the mold starting to appear. What was mysterious and behind the scenes (but was making us feel awful) was starting to become evident to us all.
Not too unlike another time in my life: About 20-something years ago when my life fell apart with all those freakish symptoms that started:
- Sinus infections
- Dry skin
- Stomach aches
- Hair falling out
- Hair turning orange (not kidding. really.)
- Brain fog
- Body painsInsomnia
- And massive amounts of weight gain. To the tune of 100 pounds gained.
Many of you know that story. Some of you even knew me then: When I went from being a professional musician who performed all around Southern California and the US — to being agoraphobic and not being able to leave my home.
Life changed. A lot.
It took a while to figure out what I had. At first, the doctors were dismissing me. They couldn’t find anything to support my symptoms so since they were invisible (except for the weight gain – which looked like a lack of self-control – and the orange hair – which looked like a bad dye-job…) so, they told me it was all in my head. Then, after a year of these symptoms worsening to dramatic proportions — they told me I was dying.
I went on that massive journey for inner peace and clarity — as well as healing at the young age of 27 years-old.
Eventually, the doctors figured out that I had Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis. Where the body attacks the thyroid.
And the thyroid, I came to find out, affects every cell in your body.
I dove in, not just to the physical understanding of Hashimoto’s — but to the mental, emotional, relational, and spiritual aspects related to this dis-ease. I traveled all over the country and spoke to women all over the world who had this mysterious thing called “Hashimoto’s” and I culled information from top experts in the field. And on a very personal level, I used Hashimoto’s as a flashlight to look down the corridors of my life to see what wasn’t working — and to look into my own heart to deal with the misbeliefs I had about myself. If my thyroid was at war with me, where was I at war with life? It became my life work.
The diagnosis was years after the symptoms started and I’ve spent the last 20 years trying to find my health — and to share those healing pathways with you which I wrote about in my award-winning book “You’re Not Crazy and You’re Not Alone: Losing the Victim, Finding Your Sense of Humor, and Learning to Love Yourself through Hashimoto’s.”
Sending you so much healing and love as you take your next healing steps, forward.