14 Jun
Right. I need to put this somewhere. I am 57 years old. I have been eating sensibly, more or less, for most of my adult life. I know what vegetables are. I know that protein matters. I do not need another reel from a woman in activewear telling me that the reason I'm exhausted is because I'm not eating enough collagen powder or whatever it is this week. I am tired. Genuinely, properly tired. Not lazy. Not unmotivated. Tired in a way that starts before I've even opened my eyes in the morning and follows me through the whole day. I used to be someone who got things done. I planned meals, I walked, I held a job, I looked after my mum when she was ill. I did not fall apart. And now I am struggling to get through a Tuesday without hitting a wall at half two that feels like running into a door. I've been trying to sort out breakfast, something that actually holds me, because I read that can help with the crashes. And it does seem to make a small difference. I'm writing that down because it's the kind of thing I forget when I'm in the middle of a bad week. But I am so sick of the whole conversation being framed as though we just haven't tried hard enough. Eat less. Move more. Have you tried cutting out sugar. Yes. Yes I have. For thirty years. Thank you. I've got a GP appointment next month and I'm going to try to explain the energy thing properly this time. I've written some of it down. The pattern of it, when it started, what makes it worse. I don't want to be dismissed again. Just needed to say all of that out loud. Thanks for being here x