What Surviving Modernity is all about

Despite mass education and public health awareness efforts, 1 in every 6 American adults are on some form of psychiatric medication, and 60% are living with some chronic health condition – and the trends for these figures aren’t any more promising.

It is abundantly clear that something about our modern lifestyles is not cohesive with our well-being, as we are truly in the midst of a burgeoning physical, mental, and ecological health crisis.

And our treatments? I take nothing for granted.

No food, product, or practice – conventional or homeopathic – is above scrutiny, and no authority stands above science. Though sometimes we must rely on empirical or anecdotal evidence, the premises here are based upon peer-reviewed research and, oftentimes, centuries (or millennia) of success. Because new is not always better, and our health authorities are far from infallible.

Because if I had placed my trust in our healthcare system, I wouldn’t be here today.

I was 28 and my health was deteriorating. It didn’t make any sense, either: despite taking increasingly meticulous care of myself, I was growing worse by the day.

My hair was falling out in clumps. A burning rash would flare up on my forearm. I endured chronic splitting headaches and deafening tinnitus. Recurrent nausea would strike and I couldn’t keep weight on my small frame. My cognition had clouded to the point where I could hardly hold a conversation, and, most alarmingly, my heart would constantly skip beats or start racing unprovoked. But there was no conceivable explanation.

I was constantly in and out of doctors’ offices; I saw multiple primaries and specialists who ran batteries of tests, scans, and monitors, all of which returned normal or inconclusive.

At my final appointment, as I sat there in that office chair yearning for some clarity, my physician referred me to a psychiatrist. A psychiatrist. For anxiety. I was beyond words. Truly, I thought, you must have the brains of a boiled turnip to mistake those symptoms for Generalized Anxiety Disorder.

So at that point, it was up to me alone to determine the cause and heal myself. And that’s precisely what I’ve done.

The moral of the story isn’t that our Google degrees should ever rival the expertise of an MD, but it needs to be understood that not all current practices have kept up with the dark side of modern life. Doctors often won’t go out of their way to catch up on all the most recent literature, especially if it involves an illness that isn’t solved with a little orange bottle. Besides, it wasn’t my doctor’s fault he didn’t recognize the symptoms of Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity (EHS): there simply has not been enough awareness to motivate the medical community to investigate it.

And that’s why I’m here to talk to you about topics your doctor and trusted officials might not.

This is why we must be proactive about our health, and we must be our own advocates. We must always remain a few steps ahead of our public health for the sake of our survival, as well as that of our children and and our environment. It might not be easy, but together, we can survive modernity.

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