I’m lying on my parents couch. The place I retreat to every time my body breaks drown.

Which, over the past half decade, has pretty much averaged out to once every few weeks.

Yeah, not fun.

For the past 7 years, I’ve been struggling with hypothyroidism. A chronic health issue that’s left me feeling cold, exhausted, weak, depressed, and at one point – nearly bedridden for 6 months.

And while I’ve managed to get 90% better over the past few years, that last 10% still kicks my ass from day to day.