thebigpeatowski
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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only......
Since I am still enshrouded in brain fog, I thought I would let the quote from Charles Dickens above begin to articulate my feelings and experiences along this journey.
I am new to the writings of Ray Peat, just started reading and implementing some of the ideas three or four months ago. I struggle to find the words to express my utter astonishment and gratitude at the treasure which I have stumbled upon. I am profoundly moved by what I have discovered, simultaneously experiencing intense relief and joy while also being deeply saddened by the condition of my own health and that of the larger population. While I have struggled with anxiety and debilitating depression since I was a teen, this winter has been unusually difficult for me. Perhaps there is a reason and a season for everything...
I was born and raised in Washington state. Winters are dark, dreary and rainy in the Pacific Northwest, that's precisely why we drink so much coffee here! I was adopted at birth and bottled fed, many of my health issues began in infancy. Finally realizing three years ago that my issues had something to do with a lack of sunshine, I made a concerted effort to go somewhere sunny and warm for at least two weeks every winter (not an easy feat on my budget). This year I went to Hawaii in October hoping to get my vitamin D on early while trying to figure out way to take another trip in February in order to keep the winter blues at bay, which unfortunately did not happen. After I returned from Hawaii I started googling and came across Ray Peat. Needless to say, my eyes were opened and I decided it was time for a MAJOR change in my life. I closed down my business and put everything in storage. I rented out my house in the city and moved, on December 1st, to a remote piece of land out in the middle of nowhere. I have no phone and no t.v. I just got satellite a few days ago and so up until this point, I have done all of my Peat research on my cell phone which has spotty coverage at best.
I now spend every single morning (and sometimes the entire day) sitting in front of a 250 watt infrared bulb reading and studying. Whenever I read the writings of RP I feel as if I am lying on a warm sunny beach (the red light helps) with gentle sparkling ocean water washing over me. With the lap of each wave I gain more clarity and strength, while little by little the filth and lies of modern medicine and culture get washed away.
I know this sounds extreme, but having traveled down every single path in a never-ending often fruitless search for my seemingly endless array of physical and mental health issues, it feels as though I have finally arrived. I can finally relax for the first time ever. I have often prided my self on taking the road less traveled, but this was getting effing ridiculous....
I'm certain that many of you can relate, I have investigated and subjected myself to it all : First there were endless rounds of antibiotics and over the counter and prescription meds for chronic gut and skin issues, which began in early childhood. Then the counseling, then stronger medications (two rounds of Accutane and several SSRI's etc.) and psychiatric care in my teens and early 20's. None of the SSRI's helped, not even a little and often I felt worse. I began to self medicate first with cannabis and then cocaine. However, I found tiny doses of LSD and psilocybin mushrooms (abundant in our rainy dark climate....hmmm, interesting) more helpful than anything my many doctors had given me. Of course at the time I did not know WHY these substances were useful. Also, I continually craved salt and sugar and would suck on rock salt all day long and eat spoonfuls of sugar. This began in early childhood and I was chastised and shamed for my behavior continually, so I learned to sneak and hide the salt and sugar that I so desperately craved. Looking back, it was clearly evident that I was deficient in many minerals and vitamins, most likely due to my gut issues. My parents divorced when I was five and were so completely self-absorbed and clueless that they did not recognize there was a problem. They still don't....oh well.
I gave up on mainstream medical doctors with the birth of my first child at age 24. My hair thinned, my eye brows fell out and I COULD NOT lose weight no matter what I tried. Chronic fatigue and debilitating exhaustion clouded my thinking and it took me another 10 years to convince someone that something REALLY was wrong, I wasn't just an emotionally unstable hypochondriac. During this era I decided that religion and naturopathic care MUST be the answer, what a GIANT mistake that was. This isn't to say that those paths did not have some merit, they did. Still, my Bastyr trained naturopath who studied under and worked closely with Dr. Jonathan Wright is still utterly clueless when it comes to thyroid issues. How can this be? I find the level of ignorance amongst professionals regarding women's hormones to be mind boggling. My doctor has been "treating" (inadequately) my hypothyroidism for years! My TSH was nearly 4 the last time I had labs. She feels that is acceptable and within range and so therefore will not raise my Armour dose. She was more concerned about my high cholesterol and gave me four bottles of "special doctor grade" herbs and supplements from her dispensary to fix it. How is this any different from the mainstream bull****??? My stress hormones were through the roof (and I have the WHISKERS to prove it), so she sent me to an endocrinologist. He did a bunch of tests and said yes, my levels were definitely high, but perplexing and therefore undiagnostic. And I PAID for this???!!! I am a short woman with a BLACK BEARD, acne and aggression so severe that it landed my **** in jail, but that's another story. I have spent countless hours plucking, shaving and picking. I spent thousands of dollars on electrolysis and laser treatments. Chemical depilatories and contraptions, every herb, every supplement, every crazy radical diet known to mankind and even baptism and casting out of demons (I wish I were kidding).
All of the religion, psychiatric "care", electrical zappers and herbs in the world has not cured me. Oh, the trappings of self-experimentation via the internet and self help books, I could go on and on...but I digress.
Ultimately, it was the internet that led me to Dr. Peat...the best of times and the worst of times. It's been a hellacious journey for sure. Frustrating. Depressing. And now I embark on yet another new way of eating....There isn't a lot of fresh RIPE fruit in the Pacific Northwest at this time of year and I hadn't eaten sugar in years. I have been truly terrified of it, believing it to be the White Death and the sole cause of all my addictions and misery. I desperately want someone to hold my hand through all of this, yet I know that for me to really truly heal I need to do it on my own. I need to learn how to feed myself and take care of myself properly. I believe that RP's writings are all bout finding answers for oneself. Mighty empowering indeed....
This has not been an easy transition for me. Lots of weight gain. Lots of bloating and digestive duress. Lots of anxiety and depression (the worst of times). However, some issues ARE getting better and I have, in just the short time I have been doing this, seen some definite improvements: my skin is clearing and healing for the first time ever without Accutane. Having never grown out of the acne that started when I was in 7th grade (I am 47 now), I find this incredible. Also, I am sleeping better on a more consistent basis. My PMS and periods used to be debilitating (couldn't leave the house, gushing blood-filled anxiety trip). During my last cycle I actually attended a concert... and stood.... and danced.... in the third row in front of everybody.... for hours and hours, unheard of for me! (even tho I was wearing my boyfriends pants because NOTHING fits anymore). The Progest-E has slowed the growth, diameter and pigment of my whiskers....unbelievable!!! The time saved not plucking, shaving and stressing over ingrown hairs has been immeasurable. Wished I would have found Progest-E decades ago.
I know this was a long read. And I am pretty sure I am not the only one out there that has struggled. I hope it can help some poor gal searching to find answers for her hormonal craziness (take the Progest-E, in HUGE quantities...and the gelatin)...Hoping for the Best of Times....
Since I am still enshrouded in brain fog, I thought I would let the quote from Charles Dickens above begin to articulate my feelings and experiences along this journey.
I am new to the writings of Ray Peat, just started reading and implementing some of the ideas three or four months ago. I struggle to find the words to express my utter astonishment and gratitude at the treasure which I have stumbled upon. I am profoundly moved by what I have discovered, simultaneously experiencing intense relief and joy while also being deeply saddened by the condition of my own health and that of the larger population. While I have struggled with anxiety and debilitating depression since I was a teen, this winter has been unusually difficult for me. Perhaps there is a reason and a season for everything...
I was born and raised in Washington state. Winters are dark, dreary and rainy in the Pacific Northwest, that's precisely why we drink so much coffee here! I was adopted at birth and bottled fed, many of my health issues began in infancy. Finally realizing three years ago that my issues had something to do with a lack of sunshine, I made a concerted effort to go somewhere sunny and warm for at least two weeks every winter (not an easy feat on my budget). This year I went to Hawaii in October hoping to get my vitamin D on early while trying to figure out way to take another trip in February in order to keep the winter blues at bay, which unfortunately did not happen. After I returned from Hawaii I started googling and came across Ray Peat. Needless to say, my eyes were opened and I decided it was time for a MAJOR change in my life. I closed down my business and put everything in storage. I rented out my house in the city and moved, on December 1st, to a remote piece of land out in the middle of nowhere. I have no phone and no t.v. I just got satellite a few days ago and so up until this point, I have done all of my Peat research on my cell phone which has spotty coverage at best.
I now spend every single morning (and sometimes the entire day) sitting in front of a 250 watt infrared bulb reading and studying. Whenever I read the writings of RP I feel as if I am lying on a warm sunny beach (the red light helps) with gentle sparkling ocean water washing over me. With the lap of each wave I gain more clarity and strength, while little by little the filth and lies of modern medicine and culture get washed away.
I know this sounds extreme, but having traveled down every single path in a never-ending often fruitless search for my seemingly endless array of physical and mental health issues, it feels as though I have finally arrived. I can finally relax for the first time ever. I have often prided my self on taking the road less traveled, but this was getting effing ridiculous....
I'm certain that many of you can relate, I have investigated and subjected myself to it all : First there were endless rounds of antibiotics and over the counter and prescription meds for chronic gut and skin issues, which began in early childhood. Then the counseling, then stronger medications (two rounds of Accutane and several SSRI's etc.) and psychiatric care in my teens and early 20's. None of the SSRI's helped, not even a little and often I felt worse. I began to self medicate first with cannabis and then cocaine. However, I found tiny doses of LSD and psilocybin mushrooms (abundant in our rainy dark climate....hmmm, interesting) more helpful than anything my many doctors had given me. Of course at the time I did not know WHY these substances were useful. Also, I continually craved salt and sugar and would suck on rock salt all day long and eat spoonfuls of sugar. This began in early childhood and I was chastised and shamed for my behavior continually, so I learned to sneak and hide the salt and sugar that I so desperately craved. Looking back, it was clearly evident that I was deficient in many minerals and vitamins, most likely due to my gut issues. My parents divorced when I was five and were so completely self-absorbed and clueless that they did not recognize there was a problem. They still don't....oh well.
I gave up on mainstream medical doctors with the birth of my first child at age 24. My hair thinned, my eye brows fell out and I COULD NOT lose weight no matter what I tried. Chronic fatigue and debilitating exhaustion clouded my thinking and it took me another 10 years to convince someone that something REALLY was wrong, I wasn't just an emotionally unstable hypochondriac. During this era I decided that religion and naturopathic care MUST be the answer, what a GIANT mistake that was. This isn't to say that those paths did not have some merit, they did. Still, my Bastyr trained naturopath who studied under and worked closely with Dr. Jonathan Wright is still utterly clueless when it comes to thyroid issues. How can this be? I find the level of ignorance amongst professionals regarding women's hormones to be mind boggling. My doctor has been "treating" (inadequately) my hypothyroidism for years! My TSH was nearly 4 the last time I had labs. She feels that is acceptable and within range and so therefore will not raise my Armour dose. She was more concerned about my high cholesterol and gave me four bottles of "special doctor grade" herbs and supplements from her dispensary to fix it. How is this any different from the mainstream bull****??? My stress hormones were through the roof (and I have the WHISKERS to prove it), so she sent me to an endocrinologist. He did a bunch of tests and said yes, my levels were definitely high, but perplexing and therefore undiagnostic. And I PAID for this???!!! I am a short woman with a BLACK BEARD, acne and aggression so severe that it landed my **** in jail, but that's another story. I have spent countless hours plucking, shaving and picking. I spent thousands of dollars on electrolysis and laser treatments. Chemical depilatories and contraptions, every herb, every supplement, every crazy radical diet known to mankind and even baptism and casting out of demons (I wish I were kidding).
All of the religion, psychiatric "care", electrical zappers and herbs in the world has not cured me. Oh, the trappings of self-experimentation via the internet and self help books, I could go on and on...but I digress.
Ultimately, it was the internet that led me to Dr. Peat...the best of times and the worst of times. It's been a hellacious journey for sure. Frustrating. Depressing. And now I embark on yet another new way of eating....There isn't a lot of fresh RIPE fruit in the Pacific Northwest at this time of year and I hadn't eaten sugar in years. I have been truly terrified of it, believing it to be the White Death and the sole cause of all my addictions and misery. I desperately want someone to hold my hand through all of this, yet I know that for me to really truly heal I need to do it on my own. I need to learn how to feed myself and take care of myself properly. I believe that RP's writings are all bout finding answers for oneself. Mighty empowering indeed....
This has not been an easy transition for me. Lots of weight gain. Lots of bloating and digestive duress. Lots of anxiety and depression (the worst of times). However, some issues ARE getting better and I have, in just the short time I have been doing this, seen some definite improvements: my skin is clearing and healing for the first time ever without Accutane. Having never grown out of the acne that started when I was in 7th grade (I am 47 now), I find this incredible. Also, I am sleeping better on a more consistent basis. My PMS and periods used to be debilitating (couldn't leave the house, gushing blood-filled anxiety trip). During my last cycle I actually attended a concert... and stood.... and danced.... in the third row in front of everybody.... for hours and hours, unheard of for me! (even tho I was wearing my boyfriends pants because NOTHING fits anymore). The Progest-E has slowed the growth, diameter and pigment of my whiskers....unbelievable!!! The time saved not plucking, shaving and stressing over ingrown hairs has been immeasurable. Wished I would have found Progest-E decades ago.
I know this was a long read. And I am pretty sure I am not the only one out there that has struggled. I hope it can help some poor gal searching to find answers for her hormonal craziness (take the Progest-E, in HUGE quantities...and the gelatin)...Hoping for the Best of Times....