I’m a 38-year-old woman who does not have things figured out. After a long battle with depression, I’m working to build the best life I can. My physical and mental health issues still weigh me down, but I can finally pursue my happiness.
After a hard few years, I’ve finally been getting some answers. Things finally got bad enough that doctors starting paying attention. I have an alphabet soup of diagnoses, but they give me something to work with.
Chronic illness has shapes my life, but I don’t want it to rule my life. My energy reserves have never been better, but they are still finite. I’ve been newly diagnosed with Celiac disease. I feel so much better now that I’m eating gluten-free, but it has changed how I have to cook. No real bread. No real pasta. Disappointing alternatives.
I’m learning to live a better way, to cook better foods, and care for myself.
No Spoons Cooking 