"You Are Not 'Crazy' And Your Experience Is
Painfully Real!"
It makes you so angry that you are talented, intelligent, energetic and fun-loving...yet, this disorder is cruelly preventing you from having friends, a steady job, and enjoying a 'normal' social life...
And who else knows exactly what this feels like?
I do...because I've been there too.
Up until a few years ago, I was battling the demon of hypoglycemia myself. So I truly know your pain.
Many were the times when I felt distressed and depressed for no apparent reason.
In fact, just the simple act of waking up in the morning was horrible. No matter what time I went to sleep or how many hours I slept, I would always feel tired.
And even though I had never touched a drop of alcohol in my life, I would frequently wake up with symptoms that can only be described as a hangover: aches and pains all over my body and waking up dazed with a headache and an aversion to bright lights and sounds.
I even had persistent migraine headaches which lasted many painful hours.
And although I would be hit with frequent bouts of hunger, I would stave these off with large helpings of potato chips, candy, chocolate, and ice cream. It was a common sight to see me in the kitchen at 3 am, eating large helpings of ice cream followed by homemade French fries, which would instantly make me feel better.
I also began to develop chronic insomnia and would often stay awake all through the night until 6 or 7 am, unable to get my racing mind to switch off.
"Every Single Day Was A Struggle..."
Getting to work on time...keeping my appointments...meeting people - simple, routine, day-to-day activities soon became a nightmare!
In short, my life was slowly veering out of control.
And none of the doctors I went to seemed to be able to help me.
I visited specialist after specialist - all scratching their heads. The last straw was when one of them suggested I make an appointment with a psychiatrist!
I really thought I was going crazy.... before I finally figured out what was wrong....
My desperation led me to do some research on my own.
I discovered I was suffering from a debilitating, but little-known condition called Hypoglycemia - the unfortunate result of my long years of addiction to sweets.
What's more, millions of people the world over are affected by this very same disorder. Sadly, they don't know what's wrong with them - and tragically often, neither do their doctors.
Worse yet, the medics and loved ones of these ailing millions, wrongly assume they're 'hypochondriacs'.... or even that they're mentally unstable.
Painfully Real!"
It makes you so angry that you are talented, intelligent, energetic and fun-loving...yet, this disorder is cruelly preventing you from having friends, a steady job, and enjoying a 'normal' social life...
And who else knows exactly what this feels like?
I do...because I've been there too.
Up until a few years ago, I was battling the demon of hypoglycemia myself. So I truly know your pain.
Many were the times when I felt distressed and depressed for no apparent reason.
In fact, just the simple act of waking up in the morning was horrible. No matter what time I went to sleep or how many hours I slept, I would always feel tired.
And even though I had never touched a drop of alcohol in my life, I would frequently wake up with symptoms that can only be described as a hangover: aches and pains all over my body and waking up dazed with a headache and an aversion to bright lights and sounds.
I even had persistent migraine headaches which lasted many painful hours.
And although I would be hit with frequent bouts of hunger, I would stave these off with large helpings of potato chips, candy, chocolate, and ice cream. It was a common sight to see me in the kitchen at 3 am, eating large helpings of ice cream followed by homemade French fries, which would instantly make me feel better.
I also began to develop chronic insomnia and would often stay awake all through the night until 6 or 7 am, unable to get my racing mind to switch off.
"Every Single Day Was A Struggle..."
Getting to work on time...keeping my appointments...meeting people - simple, routine, day-to-day activities soon became a nightmare!
In short, my life was slowly veering out of control.
And none of the doctors I went to seemed to be able to help me.
I visited specialist after specialist - all scratching their heads. The last straw was when one of them suggested I make an appointment with a psychiatrist!
I really thought I was going crazy.... before I finally figured out what was wrong....
My desperation led me to do some research on my own.
I discovered I was suffering from a debilitating, but little-known condition called Hypoglycemia - the unfortunate result of my long years of addiction to sweets.
What's more, millions of people the world over are affected by this very same disorder. Sadly, they don't know what's wrong with them - and tragically often, neither do their doctors.
Worse yet, the medics and loved ones of these ailing millions, wrongly assume they're 'hypochondriacs'.... or even that they're mentally unstable.
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