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Once I glanced up from the narrow list of hospital-affiliated physicians at least partially covered by my insurance, I found a world of solutions waiting in the form of functional medicine, somatic therapies, boutique institutes and diet coaches.
From these sources, I learned I suffered from toxic inflammation, histamine intolerance, mold exposure, sensitivities to chicken, clams and chocolate, dormant Lyme disease, heavy metal poisoning, motherhood, hidden but newly awakened traumas, over-stress, under-sleep and nutrient deficits.
Even the best laid plan of diet, exercise and sobriety will dictate only a small portion of health outcomes, because it simply pales in comparison to systemic factors, including the spillage of work into all waking hours, the orange haze that consumes the skies, and the lopsided hazards and opportunities that hew to how much you earn, or the color of your skin.
Joining a union would arguably deliver greater benefit than downloading another meditation app, but the wellness market presents the latter as a logical solution to work-related stress and deteriorating mental health.
From social media and magazines at the check-out line to the emails lobbed from HR, we’re bombarded with messages that enjoin us to “take care”, to honor our wellbeing, but also to use “hacks” to boost our languishing productivity and mood.
Personally, and I say this as someone who has the privilege and suffers a desperation sufficient to throw thousands of dollars toward illusory cures, I have benefited from a loss of faith in what the industry has to offer, and a renewed conviction that the fix lies often beyond ourselves.
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Once I glanced up from the narrow list of hospital-affiliated physicians at least partially covered by my insurance, I found a world of solutions waiting in the form of functional medicine, somatic therapies, boutique institutes and diet coaches.
From these sources, I learned I suffered from toxic inflammation, histamine intolerance, mold exposure, sensitivities to chicken, clams and chocolate, dormant Lyme disease, heavy metal poisoning, motherhood, hidden but newly awakened traumas, over-stress, under-sleep and nutrient deficits.
Even the best laid plan of diet, exercise and sobriety will dictate only a small portion of health outcomes, because it simply pales in comparison to systemic factors, including the spillage of work into all waking hours, the orange haze that consumes the skies, and the lopsided hazards and opportunities that hew to how much you earn, or the color of your skin.
Joining a union would arguably deliver greater benefit than downloading another meditation app, but the wellness market presents the latter as a logical solution to work-related stress and deteriorating mental health.
From social media and magazines at the check-out line to the emails lobbed from HR, we’re bombarded with messages that enjoin us to “take care”, to honor our wellbeing, but also to use “hacks” to boost our languishing productivity and mood.
Personally, and I say this as someone who has the privilege and suffers a desperation sufficient to throw thousands of dollars toward illusory cures, I have benefited from a loss of faith in what the industry has to offer, and a renewed conviction that the fix lies often beyond ourselves.
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