09/05/2026
When they told me the diagnosis was wrong, I didn't celebrate.
I just felt exhausted.
For 14 years I believed I had a terminal Motor Neurone Disease.
14 years of living inside that.
Then one day they told me it wasn't MND at all.
I expected euphoria.
What I actually felt was bone tired.
And in the weeks that followed I noticed something.
I stopped cooking.
For years I cooked fresh food every day. It was one of the things I held onto.
After the reclassification the love for it just disappeared.
I found myself reaching for whatever was easiest.
I'm a Food Noise Specialist. I understand the brain science behind our relationship with food.
And I still couldn't see what was happening to me.
My nervous system had been in survival mode for so long it didn't know how to exist in ordinary life.
The threat was gone but the wiring was still running the old programme.
Food was the first place it showed up.
If you've ever come through something exhausting and wondered why you still don't feel better, this is why.
The crisis ends before the body gets the message.
I'm back. And I'm working on my own rewiring as much as anyone else's.
Has anything like this ever shown up for you?
