Ever since I made some changes on my blog, I noticed quite a few new readers popping up. First, I want to thank you all for stopping by.
I thought this was also a good opportunity to share with all of you my story.
I know I have my “About Me” page which explains a lot of who I am and what I believe, but I don’t think I ever really dedicated an entire post to explaining my journey with my health, illness, and recovery.
I’ve always had an adventurous spirit. It came without surprise that growing up, my exploratory personality ventured into my food choices. I remember specifically being the only 4 year old who would beg her parents every day to take her to Wendy’s, not for the chicken nuggets and fries, but for the salad bar.
It wasn’t until my freshman year of college that my relationship with food suddenly went corrupt. I started to notice some digestive issues that became pretty severe over the course of just a few months. I became ill and lost a significant amount of weight in a short period of time. After a year of battling with doctors telling me my problem was simply IBS and that there was nothing I could do about it, I started to fall apart, physically and mentally.