Hey gang,

Just a short drive-by while I am working on the next exciting installment of my WTF is wrong with me? Series”With any luck that’ll  be ready tomorrow.

I couldn’t wait to share this little bit of insight though.  It’s something that has always secretly irked me because I couldn’t fully get behind it.  I wanted to, and I kinda knew it to be true, but there was always this annoying little voice in the back of my head whispering, “Really?  Is that really true or is that something we make up to make us feel better about ourselves when we are chunkier than we would like to be?”

And then yesterday happened and I had evidence that made it clear.  I do like a bit of evidence.  And by evidence I mean real, live, actual stuff.


3 months ago my blood looked like this:

Hemoglobin A1c: 5.8 %  *** this is pre-diabetic ***

Cholesterol LDL: 208 mg/dL

Cholesterol: 290 mg/dL

Cholesterol/HDL Ratio: 5.47

Cholesterol HDL: 53 mg/dL

Triglyceride: 146 mg/dL


Now my blood looks like this:

Hemoglobin A1c: 4.6 %  ***this is lower end of normal***

Cholesterol LDL: 181 mg/dL

Cholesterol: 249 mg/dL

Cholesterol/HDL Ratio: 4.37

Cholesterol HDL: 57 mg/dL

Triglyceride: 57 mg/dL

Notes from my Doc:  “A1c (three-month glucose average) looks MUCH better! Was 5.8% which is ‘Pre-diabetic’, now 4.6 which is EXCELLENT!! Lipid panel looks much better! Cholesterol/HDL ratio lower (average is 4.5, lower is better and yours is 4.37).  Triglyceride/HDL ratio is ***EXCELLENT*** at exactly 1.0 — this is phenomenal!!!!”


Now, regardless of what I did that caused such a dramatic positive change – the point of this little postette was to say – there was no visible change in my body composition after the 3 months.  My weight was EXACTLY to the pound the same on both days that I had blood drawn.

I am no fatter and no slimmer than when the first draw was taken but my health markers are significantly better now.

And that’s how it’s true that slim ≠ healthy.



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  • DavidFW1960 - You should read Malcolm Kendricks’ excellent book ‘Doctoring Data’ – in it he cites studies that prove that the people who live longest are actually overweight (not obese but classed as overweight and you’d never know it from the title of the paper)ReplyCancel

  • Dr Mike Keen - People from the Indian subcontinent are notoriously slim on the outside but ‘fat’ on the inside. They carry pathological amounts of visceral fat and suffer much higher rates of Coronary Heart Disease and T2DM than similar white populations!!ReplyCancel

  • Helen - Congrats on the blood results – that’s amazing. I am with you completely on this. I have MS, and so health to me means being as symptom free as I can get. Body composition isn’t a factor for me.

    Keep up the good work!ReplyCancel

  • Susan - Impressive! I can’t wait to hear the rest of the story.ReplyCancel

I remember when the precursor to “The Calorie Myth” launched onto the diet book scene almost 4 years ago and the kudos and comments started flying in.  All the research!  All the science!  A diet that was science-based!  No woo-woo hocus-pocus!  Everything backed up by science!  Wheeeeeeeeeeee!  It was all so exciting.  People were clamoring for a diet based on facts, not fiction; not some crazy regime that had us swilling with lemon juice on rising, eating 3lbs of grapefruit every day, and bolting down nothing but as much cookie dough as we could stomach for the first week and then alternately eating cooked cabbage and raw eggs for the next month.  We were all clamoring for a diet that science had proved would really work.  In a world – or at least a country – where ‘scientifically proven’ is banded about like it’s the highest accolade a thing could attain, this book was filled to bursting with ‘scientifically proven’, and people everywhere sighed a collective sigh of relief.  Finally!  Diet sanity had arrived.

Then, as the weeks went by a few people started yelling, “This book manipulates the facts”, “The studies chosen are just cherry-picked to support the author’s agenda”, “The author isn’t even a Doctor, he has no idea what he is talking about”, and other inexplicably odd statements that actually said nothing at all that was useful.  They were both lambasting the scientific proof provided and simultaneously screaming for correct scientific proof because Jonathan suggested that people should try eating real, whole foods instead of the standard American diet if they wanted to lose body fat and feel healthier.  Say what??  We need scientific proof to eat spinach over candy?  Are all the self-appointed health do-gooders that love to spend time bringing down books like The Calorie Myth picketing outside Krispy Kreme stores demanding scientific proof that they are bad for us?  When any number of truly crazy ass diets (which come, unsurprisingly, with no scientific anything) come along, where are all these people demanding scientific proof before they would embark on them?  Try reading book reviews on Amazon if you want the answer.  No wait, don’t bother.  It seems people only criticize and scream out against things that are actually helping others to be healthier.  We are a very weird race.

Since collaborating with Jonathan and embarking on this whole *SANE thing, I have become an avid reader of all things ‘health’ – when time permits, which is way less than I would like.  I say ‘health’, because as we all know, opinions of what constitutes real health are as varied as there are colors on a Pantone Chart – and then some.  As time marched on I realized that the term ‘scientifically proven’ has now become about as meaningless as a food label saying ‘healthy’ or ‘natural’, which means that we don’t really have a benchmark for what is right and what is not, and what we should accept as fact and follow versus what we should toss out in the trash.  And yet, ‘scientifically proven’ is still hailed as the standard by which we need to measure every ‘health’ thing that flies by our conscience.  If something is said to be scientifically proven then it absolutely must be The Thing that we can all buy into with full confidence, right?

The problem is that these days, pretty much everything that is scientifically proven has a diametrically opposed – and scientifically proven – argument.  Coffee is a magical bean straight from heaven and will cure all that ails you!  vs. Coffee is the most toxic substance on earth made by the devil and will kill you when you least expect it!  Both sides of the fence offering up scientifically proven results for why their science is correct.  So which one of the scientifically provens do we know is right?  Which one are we supposed to believe?  That’s a problem.

I started to see this everywhere across the whole ‘health’ and wellness scene – you need meat, meat will give you cancer, vegans are the healthiest people on earth, people who don’t eat animal products will keel over and die at any moment, Paleo is the only diet we humans are designed to eat, dairy is essential to great health and without it your demise will be swift and painful, dairy will cause inflammation and all your farts to smell of methane, low-carb, high-fat, low-fat, high-carb, high protein, zero carb, low protein, SANE, KETO, Bulletproof coffee – where’s the protein and veggies?!!, sugar is poison, raw food is the only food with nutrients in it, grains are the staff of life – avoid them at your peril, juicing will even de-toxify your soul, cleanses are required before anything else will work, coconut oil will heal your entire body from everything including the inability to gargle with your mouth closed, grains and starches will make you obese faster than anything else on earth, butter will kill you with high cholesterol, eggs are the perfect food, if you drink juice you may as well eat a Mars Bar, eggs will block your arteries and give you heart disease, if you don’t eat breakfast you will gain 57lbs a week, practicing intermittent fasting every day will make you as lean as a package of 97/3 ground beef, and on and on and on.  Each proponent fights their scientifically proven point to the death.  It’s exhausting.  Not to mention ridiculous.  I just want to know what’s real so I can make adjustments and skip off merrily into the super-healthy sunset.  Instead I started to just become immune to all of it – the brilliant and the asinine – and now when I see the words, ‘scientifically proven’, my eyes glaze over and I click outta there faster than you can say, “Oh, and give me a large side of spin with that please”.

Then there were the articles where scientists made scientifically proven stuff up to make a point.  I’m looking at you, Scientists Say Eating Chocolate Can Help You Lose Weight!  In reality there are boatloads of people – scientists and otherwise – making stuff up and selling it to us as scientifically proven because most of us don’t (can’t) know any different.  The only difference between them and the chocolate study is that the people behind the chocolate study told us it was a scam, plus why and how they did it.  We like to trust scientists, doctors, and ‘health experts’.  We want to believe they are pure-hearted and honest, driven only by a desire to help and heal.  If we can’t trust them, who can we trust?  There absolutely are some amazing health pros and experts out there who are fighting the good fight for their fellow man’s well-being.  But there’s a lot who aren’t, especially in this revenue-driven medical system I chose to become a consumer of when I crossed the shores some 15 years ago.

For 40-odd years we’ve been told endlessly that eating fat makes us fat and that the only way to not die of heart disease is to eat much less fat.  If we do eat some it should be of vegetable origin.  Presumably that message was scientifically proven.  Awesome.  So now a huge bunch of people have over the last few years scientifically proven that all that was bunk.  OoooooooooooooK then.  Scientifically proven is clearly where it’s at.  And how do we know that the former is, in fact, bunk?  Because after 40 years of following that scientifically proven information we are far fatter and far unhealthier than we were 40 years ago.  Oh, wait.  That’s just anecdotal evidence.  Yeah, anecdotal doesn’t count for anything, right?  The fact that the former didn’t actually work in real life isn’t worth a hill of beans.  Makes you wonder who benefited from this 40-year-long pushing of erroneous ‘science’.  Big Pharma, perhaps?  Big Food?  The entire medical profession, maybe?  The Government?  All of the above?  Oh no, wait.  That would all just be conspiracy theory.  Silly me.  Point is, it certainly wasn’t you or I.

Wow this is a long post.  Go grab yourself a snack, I’ll wait.

And then there are {what I suspect is} the majority of food and beverage manufacturers.  We just don’t want to believe that these companies don’t give a mouse’s bottom about our health, but in reality their existence in this world has one purpose: to create {enormous} revenue to pay their executives, board, and shareholders.  I would hazard a guess that most people now understand that mainstream soda is not a healthy choice (AT ALL), but just look at the Beverage Institute of Health and Wellness funded entirely by Coca-Cola and tell me that all the dietitians, doctors, scientists and ‘health experts’ show up to work every day because they believe what they do is truly helping mankind be healthier. And I quote, “The BIHW does not promote products or brands, or any information not based on peer-reviewed science”.  Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.  Coca-Cola can declare their products as healthy based on peer-reviewed science.  Hey, it’s scientifically proven!  GO, Soda!

We’ve been blindly buying and eating edible products forever, without batting an eye or questioning them for a millisecond, and yet suddenly when someone offers up an alternative that truly is healthy we become instantly suspicious and require copious amounts of scientifically proven data before we will even consider it.  When was the last time you questioned C&H or ever thought twice about eating their products?  Right.  (PS. Their tag line is “The Real Way to do sweet”. Their marketing tactics make me want to pour vats of melted butter over them.)  But when someone suggests that maybe sugar isn’t the best for us and there is something better – healthier – we’re all, “Where’s the science??  Where’s the evidence??  How do you know this is better??”  And so we’re given evidence that equals the volume of Saturn (without the rings) that sugar is killing us, plus anecdotal evidence that would circumnavigate the globe 17 million times and we’re still standing there going, “But it can’t be that bad, C&H wouldn’t sell it to us if it were poison”.  And still no one is asking for the scientifically proven data that sugar is safe or good for us.  We all just take it as fact that it is fine.

There are studies up the ying yang (plus an endless stream of anecdotal evidence that says that sugar is the single biggest enemy to our health), yet suggest to people that they could make a drastic improvement to said health by simply swapping out sugar for xylitol and erythritol and everyone throws their hands up in horror screaming, “How do I know these things are safe??  Where’s the science that says they are not going to kill me??  How do I know I won’t become obese eating them??  OMG xylitol has a glycemic index of 7 – I’ll put on pounds!  (Meanwhile, sugar has a glycemic index of 58).  I am not going to let one grain of those things past my lips until I have scoured the entire internet for every last mention, and read every last scientific review that ever existed before I decide if I am letting it into my temple of a body”.

As an aside I was just reading on C&H’s site how cane sugar is much better than beet sugar.  Cool!  Does ‘better’ mean that it will kill you slower or faster?  Good to know.  Clean eaters everywhere will rejoice to know that …it seems to be cleaner“.  At least you can be reassured that the sugar that is killing you is the cleanest sugar there is.  And, just in case you are confused about sugar, C&H have cleared that up for us:   “Obesity is the result of eating too much food, especially those with a high-caloric content. It’s easy to point a finger at sugar as the reason for obesity. Science, however, doesn’t support that view.”  Really.  Well I’ll be.

I can think of countless examples of this in daily life where we have blindly been eating whatever crap food manufacturers have thrown at us our whole lives, but as soon as someone suggests we might want to try eat real, whole foods we demand to know every last intricate detail about where, what, why, when, and how before we sit in a dark room, surrounded my incense while chanting, as we meditate on whether we should allow it into our bodies.  It really is insane.  Like eating real, whole foods could possibly be more harmful than eating a standard American diet (except if you’re allergic to peanuts and you eat one).


All this just to say I no longer give a flying duck about most science.  Science schmience. When the scientists, doctors, medical professionals, and other ‘experts’ can’t agree on any of it – despite an overwhelming amount of wildly contrary ‘scientific proof’, churn out ‘science’ that refutes the ‘science’ that was just published by someone else, and spend cycles along with an obscene amount of money running studies that a few years down the line are then ‘proven’ to be hogwash, how are we lay-people supposed to be able to make any sense of it at all?  It’s no wonder that I and countless others just don’t put very much credence into anything that the ‘experts’ claim are scientifically proven – at least in the realm of food and health.

Annnnd in case someone inadvertently misunderstands me here…I do not think all science is stupid or a bunch of rubbish.  I do not think all doctors are quacks or useless.  There are some things that I have a lot to thank traditional doctors for and for which I am extremely grateful.  Some of the science and doctors and experts out there are nothing short of brilliant, but the problem is that it’s hard to tell the fabulous from the awful, and the absolute truth from the utter nonsense and / or blatant dishonesty – because all of it is released to the world as The Truth.

As one lady commented on the blog of a Doctor recently, “I am a non-scientist who is following the debate as best I can in the hope that you smart people will figure it out & publish the results so I can just for the sake of all that is holy finally lose some of this godforsaken weight.  I can’t follow the science & don’t have time to try to figure it out myself.  I need answers & I realize there aren’t any at the moment so I read a lot of blogs while I’m waiting”.

So in light of all this, it’s anecdotal evidence all the way for me, baby.  I decided I was going to suck it and see, because I am not a Doctor or a scientist or any other kind of medical professional, but I am super-capable at observing how my own body responds to things, adding 2 and 2 to get 4, and fitting puzzle pieces together successfully.  I no longer give a rip what studies have been done or what the ‘experts’ say.  It’s like not listening to gossip – I hear what others say about someone but I will treat that someone according to my own experience of them, not what a third party told me.

3 months back when I started on this voyage of uncovering what in the world was wrong with me, I had a bunch of tests done.  Most of them were unconventional tests.  By unconventional I mean tests that most MDs do not order or work from.  I suspect that a lot of MDs don’t believe in them, and even probably think they are scams.  But I was at the point where traditional Western medicine had done pretty much nothing for me in terms of healing my body of Bi-polar, psoriasis, eczema, headaches, migraines, IBS, excess body fat, exhaustion or anything else that I wrote about here – some of which I have had without relief since I was 11.  It’s true that traditional medicine gave me a whole pile of band-aids for these things.  But healing?  Yep, I was game to try anything that might end up taking me down a path to true healing.

Who’s with me?



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  • Jan - Right on Carrie!
    It’s up to us to figure it out. Watch Ty Bolingers series this week on preventing and curing cancer. That’s the way we should all eat. Just real colorful food!ReplyCancel

  • Pip - It’s astonishing isn’t it? I read a Facebook anti sugar site ( just eat real food – no sugar or seed oils – not selling any supplements or recommending anything weird) and doctors are constantly on there abusing it. They tear any quoted study to bits. You would think not eating sugar was the most dangerous thing in the world!ReplyCancel

  • Erik Hyypia - I grew up with a scientist for a father, and engineering as my profession, and have a great respect for true science. At the heart of science is saying, “I’m observing this, and I have a theory why that is happening. Let me test it and try to disprove that theory. Then let others try to disprove it.” And in this way, you weed out the bad theories, refine the good ones, and end up with something useful, repeatable, predictable, and authentic. This can be done at an institutional level, a family level, or a personal level. “If I do this, I observe that, over and over again, repeatably.”

    The more complex the problem, the more variables you need to take into account. Stabbing yourself in the hand and observing you bleed is a simple, repeatable experiment. Understanding how body chemistry operates is rather more complex. But the basic idea of good science is the same: Develop a theory, test it and TRY to disprove it in every way possible, and if it stands all the tests, and all the tests of your allies and competitors, you might be on to something.

    Along with that is the idea of controlled experimentation. “If I change this one thing, what happens?” You don’t need to be a scientist to do this. We all do it every day. “If I replace my bulbs with LEDs, what happens? My power consumption drops, my bill drops, and I have more discretionary income. And I can measure all of that.”

    What the food and beverage industry has done, however, is brutally dishonest. They have over and over spun up studies to prove that smoking is good for you, sugar is necessary for your existence, aspartame does no harm…the list is endless. This is not good science. It is partisan cherry picking of results at best, and murder for profit at worst. They have not done good science by trying to disprove their claims in every way possible. Those claims have not stood the test of repeated assaults by other testers. In fact, we see the opposite over and over. The only conclusion I can come to is that getting you to part with your dollar is the only thing they care about, and they are willing to lie, falsify, cherry pick, sue and kill to do it.

    I’m going to guess that Carrie is leading up to experiments in personal science. “If I eat this, my body rebels in this way, repeatably.” There is a long and valid history of personal science leading to one breakthrough after another, and nothing is more valid than doing things to your own body and clinically observing the results. I, for one, cannot wait to hear where Carrie is going with this.

    To sum up my rant, I think digging for understanding and personal experimentation can produce some amazing results. It’s the antithesis of blindly ingesting all the for-profit bullcrap that we get fed daily. It takes guts, stamina and an inquisitive mind, and I think Carrie has those in spades. I can’t wait for the next blog.ReplyCancel

  • Tina - My stepmom once told me that I need to eat a more balanced diet. I asked her if she meant that I should eat sugar and she said, “Yes, of course.”
    There you have it. Some will never get it and will always look at the rest of us as weirdos. I’m proud to be in the company of more.ReplyCancel

  • Wren - here here! for n=1 experiments. after all, that is what really matters to us, personally, right? what are the results that YOU experience? we are all so very different. I’ve learned that a lot in the past few months. I’ve tried “coaching” people into following the SANE way of eating, and for some, they just didn’t get the results expected. Then others, I suggested eating LCHF, and again, no results. This whole weight thing is too complicated. There are many variables besides what you eat such as sleep, stress, water, exercise, genetics, toxins, the environment, etc etc.

    I love reading your posts, Carrie. I alway stop what I’m doing to read them. You crack me up “practicing intermittent fasting every day will make you as lean as a package of 97/3 ground beef”. That made me laugh out loud. And I wish. I’ve been doing IF for about 3-4 months now and my bodyfat % is exactly the same.

    Keep us informed. I’m very interested in what changes you’ve made in your life and how they improved your health.ReplyCancel

  • Belinda - Hello, Carrie,
    S.A.N.E. was the beginning of my understanding a little better. I learned about a Broken Metabolism and many other helpful ideas on the Jonathan’s podcasts with you and his guests.
    Things began to turn in a more personal direction for me when I was staying at the same weight, not feeling better and Dr. Cathy posted a study somewhere that stated that protein intake in amounts larger than the body needs will be processed as sugar, I got enormously disappointed.
    How was I going to learn what 90 gm/day of protein was going to affect my own Blood Glucose? I had to accept my body, get a glucometer and become more of a scientist for myself.
    I had to use my own curiosity to lead me on the journey that would take into consideration my age, my genetics and all.
    I really responded to Wheat Belly and Grain Brain. The understanding finally has led me to Low Carb/High Fat.
    I am now doing LCHF and achieving great results. I need only 20 gm/2 x day of protein.
    That is my n=1 that Wren mentioned.
    I truly am happy not to have to eat 10 cups of veggies a day.
    We all have to find our own path, ultimately.
    I enjoy the unique way that you document your reflections on the journey and your world, even the exasperation of looking for truth, both relative and ultimate.
    I was a Calorie Myth convert for a while. We have to believe in something to even have the possibility for it to work. The Scientific Method says that this is not so.
    But alas, here I am with my experience and thank goodness it is working for me. I am within 20 pounds of my goal, getting fitter and feeling great.
    For now, even the nutritious carbs of vegetables has to be limited for me to lose weight. My body has to heal from hyperinsulinemia. I’m willing to continue the experiment.
    Much love and success on your continuing journey.
    It’s great that we can encourage and support one another.ReplyCancel

    • Deb Sanders - Your journey sounds exactly like mine. Using a glucometer was really eye opening for me. It has given me control over my body’s response to food. LCHF has proven to be the best way for my body as I had also developed hyperinsulinemia from years of eating SAD. My blood work showed crystals in my urine from eating too much raw spinach and kale in smoothies, presumably. You just have to figure out what works for you.ReplyCancel

  • Joe Wojtuniak - Amen sister!ReplyCancel

  • Joe Wojtuniak - Amen sister!ReplyCancel

  • Joe Wojtuniak - Amen sister!ReplyCancel

  • Lori Pellnitz - Great insight Carrie!!

    If there is one thing I’ve learned on my health journey, the one thing I can truly have faith in is my n=1 experiments on what works for me. I’m grateful for people like Jonathan Bailor, who have brought together people with different nutritional perspectives to discuss them, teach others their theories to help determine what works best for them. It is hard to see how eating real food instead of edible food product could be bad, but the ratios of which kind of foods in what amounts needs to be figured out on the individual level.ReplyCancel

  • Beth - I have known about SANEity for all of a week and a half, and I have been listening to the podcasts that you and Jonathan Bailor put out a few years ago, and I feel like I have discovered the holy grail of health. I struggled with my weight in high school and college, although my “will power” *never* worked. Ever. It was only when I was happy (think summer at grandparents, when I started dating my husband) that I could lose weight, and that was totally without trying! My mom would joke that I was skinny when I was happy. Now I can see there probably was a lot of truth to that. All of the “anecdotal evidence” in my life points to this being 100% true, even if it is supposedly too new to have produced scientific proof. The thing about medical ARTS, however–you really cannot test everything with proper control groups and other constants because you cannot know all of the factors!! Similar to Jonathan shared in the book and the podcasts about two sets of twins treated identically, you are never going to get the same results twice when dealing with humans, ESPECIALLY if your science is flawed in the first place. The other problem is that, like researching can lead you to come to the conclusions you want to find, experimenting with the aim of proving your own wishes and desires usually does not lead you to write a report that more than vaguely suggests that your theory was wrong! So–I suppose I’m going SANE to see if the Myths are wrong, but I already feel loads better. I already knew sugar made me sick, and was trying to get almost totally off it, but after a week of doing this IMPERFECTLY and my sleep, energy, clothing fit, and mood have changed. So thank you for “not caring” about the science. I really cannot believe that I have never heard of this before now when most of it really does seem like common sense!ReplyCancel

  • Lisa - I’m with you Carrie…..all the way!!!ReplyCancel

  • STOP » Carrie Brown | Life in the SANE Lane - […] (and downright lies) behind much of the nutrition out there is staggering.  It’s confusing at best, and harmful at worst.  I lost count the number of times I have thrown my hands up in the last 6 months and thought, […]ReplyCancel

Shortly after I was diagnosed with Bi-polar II disorder some 2½ years ago I have been pushing against everything about it.  At first I was all, “Oh, hey!  Cool!  I get something to hang my hat on now!  I know what is wrong with me so I can do something about it!  I can stop feeling the way I feel and my brain is going to stop trying to kill me!  YAY!”

I was put on medication which I happily took, and my then Psychiatrist had me buy a copy of “The Bi-polar Disorder Survival Guide” by David Miklowitz.  After reading the first few chapters of this book I started getting mad.  The book’s premise is that there is something wrong with you and that you will just have to learn to manage it for the rest of your life.  Things like you’ll be on medication (with multiple side effects) forever, you may not be able to hold a job down, you may lose all your friends, your medication may stop working, your family may disown you, and other such lovely things to look forward to.  It then goes on to tell you what to do that might help you manage these unavoidable outcomes and still live an OK life.  It read like a living death sentence.  Like I had been taken over by an alien and my life was no longer my own.  Like I would just have to learn to become a bystander to the disorder that would henceforth decide the course of my life, and how others perceived and treated me.  Like a huge, scary monster had moved in and would lumber around after me wherever I went and whatever I did.

I didn’t want to have Bi-polar.  Do I for sure have Bi-polar?  What if I don’t actually have Bi-polar?  I certainly didn’t want the Bi-polar label if I didn’t actually have the disorder.  Having to be medicated felt like I was no longer me – like they had changed who I truly am because they altered my symptoms and behavior with a pill.  It felt like all of a sudden, since some psychiatrist had decided I had Bi-polar disorder, I was unacceptable to the world.  The label meant that the world no longer saw me as I was, but as something that was mentally ill, someone who might go off the deep end at any moment, that was no longer employable, trustworthy, or reliable.  But I hadn’t actually changed, other than having been given a label and a pill bottle.

The thought that this was just something I had to suck up and deal with did not sit well with me.  Psychiatry, after all, is an entirely made up science.  Psychiatrists don’t actually know what they are doing.  My own psychiatrist confirmed that this is true when I called him out.  There are no tests for Bi-polar disorders – they just look at you and lump you into whichever group your behavior and symptoms most align with.  If it looks like Bi-polar then it is.  And then, because they don’t know anything about it or how it works, they prescribe you the medication(s) that they think *might* work based on things that have worked for others who have a similar set of behaviors and symptoms as you.  Then, when the first thing they put you on doesn’t work (and which can have disastrous consequences), they either add something else to it or they put you on something different and sit back to see what happens.  This process can go on for months, even years, and in the meantime we have to go through not only the original symptoms of the disorder but also the side effects and symptoms of the medication – which can be truly awful; even worse than just dealing with the symptoms of the disorder itself.  This is one of the reasons why so many people with Bi-polar quit their medications – life can actually be easier and more pleasant without them.  The process of finding the right medication can be the very thing that makes you unemployable, untrustworthy, unreliable, or any of the other bad things that Bi-polar peeps have become famous for – because these medications, I tell you, can cause all sorts of mayhem.  Then add the all-too-common issue where you need higher and higher doses to keep you stable, or the medication stops working and you need to start the whole process again until you find something else that works.

I didn’t want to deal with any of this, and neither did I want to be suddenly labelled when nothing about me had actually changed other than some psychiatrist putting me in a box.  And why do people say, “She’s Bi-polar”, instead of, “She has Bi-polar”?  No one says, “She’s cancer”, or “She’s a migraine”, or “She’s heart disease”.  Why is that Bi-polar is seen as being who you are instead of a disorder that you have?  A disorder that can be cured, or at least put into permanent remission like cancer.  I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life being given band-aid after band-aid with no attempt to uncover the real problem.

I just didn’t buy into the whole you’re ill and you need to be medicated forever thing.  I didn’t want to deal with the panic or judgement of those around me if I felt a bit down some days:  “DID YOU TAKE YOUR MEDS TODAY???”  like I am simply the sum of my medication.  I couldn’t be me anymore without being questioned about the state of my medications.  It just didn’t feel right.  Why was no one trying to figure out what was actually causing me to have the symptoms known as Bi-polar disorder?  Why did everyone treat it as the core problem and not just a collection of symptoms?

Symptoms are not the problem.  A broken leg is a symptom.  The problem is putting enough force on your leg bones to break them.  Putting your leg in a cast will fix the symptom, but that doesn’t stop you from breaking your leg again.  The only thing that will stop you from doing it again is to stop putting enough force on your leg to break it.  Psoriasis is a symptom.  The problem is whatever is causing the skin to respond that way.  Steroid creams and medications will clear up the symptoms, but they won’t fix the problem.  And yet the medical profession seem perfectly content to just deal with the symptoms with no thought to stopping the body causing them in the first place.  To me, symptoms are simply the body’s way of telling us, “Houston, we have a problem”.

I didn’t buy into Bi-polar being the end game.  Something caused the symptoms to manifest and therefore there is a problem that needs solving that has nothing to do with the symptoms – other than it produces them.  Something is happening to cause my body to produce the symptoms that psychiatrists call Bi-polar.  Why was nobody else wondering this?  Why did the medical profession just call it a thing and hand out band aids instead of looking at the root cause?

Ever since I read that book I have been pondering the question of why do I have Bi-polar.  What is the problem here?  Why did I start exhibiting the symptoms of Bi-polar?  Was it genetic, environmental, chemical, stress-induced, something else entirely, or a combination of all of the above?

Since I didn’t want to have Bi-polar and be on medication (and the associated side effects) forever I decided that come hell or high water I was going to find out.  I was going to get off this medication and ditch the label if it killed me.  {HA HA :-) }

www.carriebrown.comI decided to start with genetics, since those are written in blood.  {HA HA :-) } and non-negotiable.  Your genetic code is just what it is, so I figured it made sense to start there before moving onto all the other possibilities and variables.

I merrily spit into an assortment of vials and sent them winging their way across America.  A little while later I got a full DNA report.  To say it was fascinating is an understatement.

Why do I think cilantro (coriander) tastes like soap?  Turns out it’s a genetic thing.  Who knew?!  See, I am not just a picky eater.

My super-tasting abilities?  Genetic.  This drove my mother crazy because she always tried to sneak cheap brand name knock-offs onto my plate and I wasn’t having any of it.  Turns out you made me that way, Mum :-)

The rare ability to detect ‘bitter’ way before most people?  Genetic.  This is why turnip, cabbage, Brussels sprouts, broccoli, and other cruciferous vegetables taste more interesting and less horribly bland to me.  See?  Your dislike of Brussels may just be genetic.  They really are awesome! :-)

The probability that I will live to be 100 (assuming I don’t get shot or drive off the side of a mountain)?  Genetic.  Note to self: get some *really* good medical insurance and up my retirement savings.

I am related to Bono.  And Benjamin Franklin.  True story.

I am 51.6% British and Irish, 19.5% French and German, 2.7% Scandinavian, 0.6% Spanish, and 100% European.  Oh, and 2.7% Neanderthal :-)

My dry ear wax?  Genetic.

Inability to maintain weight loss without high intensity exercise?  Genetic.

Psoriasis – genetic.  Dependence on alcohol – genetic.  Depression – genetic.  Bi-polar – genetic (WOOHOO!!!).  Higher BMI – genetic.  Freckles – genetic.  Antidepressants less effective – genetic.  Reduced metabolism – genetic.  No change in urine smell after eating asparagus – genetic.  Migraines – genetic.  More difficult to hypnotize – genetic.  Crazy good memory and attention to detail – genetic.

Fascinating!!!  These are all things that have expressed themselves in me physically, and which I was predisposed to genetically.  There are a whole bunch of other things that appeared on my DNA that I do not have physically.  And there are a whole bunch more things that are on my DNA that I do have physically…some of which I will introduce you to in the next several posts as we unravel my health challenges.

So let me be clear about what your DNA report tells you.  It tells you where you are at a higher or lower risk for developing things – it does NOT tell you that you are definitely going to have these things.  For example – all over my DNA it shows I have higher risk for macular degeneration and eye problems.  In reality none of that dodgy genetic code has manifested itself into symptoms, since I still have 20/20 vision and have never experienced any issues.  So just because something shows up on your DNA does not mean that you will get whatever it is.  It just means that your DNA coding indicates a higher or lower risk.  As I understand it – and I am sure I am not using the correct terminology here – the bits on your DNA that indicate outcomes are not necessarily expressed.  For example – my DNA indicated that I had a very high likelihood of blue eyes.  I have green eyes.  My DNA indicated that I would have blond hair.  Now while I do have blond hair, I can assure you it is nothing to do with my genes (!!!).  But, as I look at the symptoms that I have in real life and then look at my genetic blueprint I can see if I was predisposed to those things.  Some genes express themselves from birth – eye color, height, hair color, etc. – but others don’t express themselves until other factors – environmental, diet, situational, etc. –  ‘switch on’ the genes.  Some genes never express themselves.

For me, seeing that a higher risk for depression and bi-polar were all over my DNA (they appeared in multiple, multiple places on multiple, multiple genes) was enormously helpful in starting to unravel my health challenges.  It was also staggeringly helpful emotionally – turns out having bi-polar is no different to cilantro tasting like soap, or having freckles.  Psychologically it took away my label and removed me from the ‘crazy lady’ list.  It wasn’t my fault and I didn’t cause it any more than it was my fault I have green eyes or I caused myself to become a super-taster just to irritate my mother (although that would have been entertaining).

Turns out you can’t positive think your way out of uni- or bi-polar depression any more than you can positive think your way out of dry ear wax.  Plus, there are doubtless a huge number of people who also have a higher risk of depression and bi-polar written into their genes, that are never expressed physically.  You may have the genes for bi-polar just like me, but never have to deal with the physical manifestation of it.  This knowledge also gave me enormous hope that if I could figure out what had ‘switched on’ those genes, I could stop my bi-polar symptoms altogether, or at the very least manage them without the use of medication.  Because while we cannot influence our genes, we can influence how those genes express themselves.

How happy do you think all this made me?


Seeing my DNA report helped me in so many ways over the last 3 months as I have unraveled what has been ailing me.  The bi-polar hunt was just the impetus for getting it done.

If you choose to get your DNA report I highly recommend also doing three things:

  • Go over it with a medical professional who can translate it and make sense of it for you.
  • Don’t read it and go, “OMG!  I am going to get *fill in the blank disease* and die!”
  • Remember that just because you have a genetically higher or lower risk of something doesn’t mean it will express itself.
  • Use it to verify the symptoms (or lack thereof) that you already have rather than using it to diagnose what you might get.

Get your DNA report here.  I think you’ll be amazed at how much it’s all in the genes.  When you see how my journey unfolds, DNA has a lot more to do with it all than I imagined.

Happy genotyping!


PS. You also have the option of getting connected with hundreds and hundreds of relatives that you never knew you had.  Turns out I have relatives all over the US, and even some in Seattle.  I haven’t been brave enough to call any of them up yet :-)




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  • Dave - Carrie, you are one of my most favorite people ever! If I weren’t already married…..ReplyCancel

  • Belinda Stephens - To a dear and amazing woman:
    I hear you.ReplyCancel

  • Judi - My DNA says I am a high caffeine metabolizer…. so sometimes DNA tells you good things too!

    (I am also 2.9% neanderthal, but the DNA couldn’t tell me why I developed graves disease – another lifetime “learn to deal with it” disease, but not as hard to handle as bipolar and none of the baggage.

    You are a brave wonderful woman. Eat more chocolate… it may not cure you but it makes each of our unique weirdnesses more fun.ReplyCancel

  • Wren - Thank you for being so transparent. You are such a story teller and have a remarkable way with words and phrases. This sounds like the beginnings of a book to me – your journey with bi-polar. I do wish you well and hope that you are not confined to taking medication forever. I know how bad the side effects are since I was on all kinds of meds during my back surgery 5 years ago. Thank goodness that is all behind me now.

    ps. I’m ready and waiting to be your recipe tester anytime (wink wink)ReplyCancel

  • Cindy E. - I’m so very happy you aren’t taking your health issues lying down no pun intended. I also have (had) issues the medical community just didn’t know enough about to get to the root cause and fix it! They were very great at treating the symptoms once you were broken however that wasn’t good enough for me. So when I have followed all the great advice Jonathan recommends and still not seeing results I got a good naturopathic nutritionist that sees the body as a whole unit, heals with food and food like products. I am 75% better and getting better every day thank you for all your work that you and Jonathan have done and the guests he has had on his show. I wouldn’t be as happy and healthy today without you guys showing me there was a better way God blessReplyCancel

I’m in my pj’s and a rather delightful pair of black and white dotted socks, sitting in front of a lovely log fire in a cabin by the side of the North American continent’s largest volcano.  I’m mighty glad I didn’t get up for the sunrise, because there wasn’t one.  That’s not to say that the sun didn’t rise – it’s just that it did behind a swirling wall of fog and cloud, and steam venting from the earth’s crust.  All told that’s a lot of stuff to shine through.  Which is, I’ve just realized as I typed that, pretty much the story of my last 9 months.  There’s been a lot of stuff to shine through.

Back in June – OK how in heaven did it get to be October?? – I wrote about being stuck, or rather trying to get unstuck.  And a little shy of 3 months later I DID get unstuck.  Hoorah!!  Unfortunately, because I am generally bouncing around doing stuff and don’t always stop still long enough to listen to what I need to focus on, and because I have tendencies towards the stubborn end of things, I managed to miss the connections between everything that was happening and I just couldn’t figure out how to move forward.  Before I could get unstuck, life had to cut me off.

Having become stuck last January I told you all about the feelings, the emotions, the thinking parts of me that were clothed in grey and paralyzing me from taking action.  What I didn’t tell you were the physical things that came along for the ride.  I couldn’t make sense of what was happening to me physically so I kept it to myself.  I couldn’t just throw it out there in this space without understanding what was going on. I also didn’t realize at the time that my stuckness was in any way related to my body – I thought it was just a mind thing.  Are you ready for the whole story?  Then let’s begin.

After I triumphantly proclaimed that the elephant had left the building a little over a year ago, every last little thing was going swimmingly.  My brain was back online, I was 30lbs lighter (thanks to this) and I felt fantastic.  I was getting my road trip and camera mojo back and then what do you know?  I started creating recipes again.  I had a fantastic new day job and Carrie Brown was back on track.  Life, the Universe, and everything, was awesome.

Around Turkey Day I began to feel a bit down, and somewhat agitated.  I kept plugging along regardless.  As December galloped ahead I could feel the stress building and couldn’t wait for the Christmas break: road trip to Klamath Falls!  I drove – a lot – circumnavigated volcanoes, stood on the edge of Crater Lake in huge piles of snow wearing my big girl gaiters on a sparklingly clear, crisp winter day, gasping at the beauty before me, and went over the hills and far away to see hot springs in Surprise Valley and to put one foot in Nevada.  I explored the moonscape that is the Lava Beds National Monument, went burrowing down some lava tubes, and descended deep into a cave to see it’s ice floor.  I marveled daily at the extraordinary cloud formations that hung like a monk’s tonsor around the Klamath valley and went in search of monstrous pine cones along winding roads edged with towering evergreens.  I was up before dawn to photograph the soft, gentle winter sun as she slowly lit up the misty landscape, and home after dark after capturing her setting below the mountains.  And to top it all off I didn’t get one single speeding ticket.  Have I ever mentioned to you how much I love my radar detector?

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How was it possible that the blahs tagged along for the ride?  Something’s going on.

The post-holiday slump into directionless ensued.  It made no sense, but my ability to drag myself out of the doldrums and get on with things that had always made my heart flutter receded with each new day.  January lumbered along, collapsed into February, and brought with it an extra 19 lbs.  NINETEEN POUNDS.  And before The Trolls hop on the train to Stupidityville, emphatically no I had not slipped and fallen off the SANE wagon.  Somewhere in among the grey, dreary winter days between New Year and Valentine’s I strapped on a thick coat of adipose – which made absolutely no sense and was clearly impossible by the laws of fat loss biology, and yet there it was.  Something’s going on.

Somewhere in those dank, dark days my brain went sideways requiring some fast-thinking intervention in the form of an increasing dose of Lamotrigine, which stopped my brain from wanting to kill me – always a useful strategy.  And while I no longer wanted to slip into an endless sleep, the blahs tagged along as March roared in.  If more medication wasn’t lifting me out of the doldrums, something’s going on.

Me and migraines have been hanging out since I was 16 – sometimes more often and sometimes less – but the only relief the medical profession could offer was pain killers.  By the end of March the headaches were daily.  The migraines were coming faster and staying longer.  Nausea was my middle name.  Every afternoon I was popping PainAid like candy.  At best it stopped the headaches from raging into a migraine, at worst it had no effect at all.  In early July I was hospitalized with migraines twice.  Something’s going on.

Sleeping was problematic.  Falling sleep was hard.  Staying asleep was harder.  Getting up was like climbing Everest.  Left to my own devices I would wake up at 8:30 am, which is some 3 hours later than I have woken up for most of my life.  My circadian rhythm had, well, lost it’s rhythm.  It was like I had moved to Pago Pago, or had permanent jet lag from my last trip to New York.  Something’s going on.

Patches of psoriasis were popping up all over.  The huge patch over my right elbow was becoming a serious contender for an Olympic medal in the skin-growing-and-falling-off race.  Not to forget the shade of fire engine red poking out from beneath the scaly mess.  It was the worst it had ever been.  Something’s going on.

My ears itched constantly – inside and out, my thumb joints hurt – even when they weren’t actively involved in anything, and the skin on my feet was so dry it seemed like I must have walked barefoot over the Sahara.  If someone looked at me too hard I bruised.  My cheeks had tiny little whiteheads popping up.  The eczema on my face flared up – little patches moving in over night and taking up residence.  My eyes were dry.  Going to the bathroom was always a bit of an emergency – and it wasn’t the xylitol’s fault in case you were wondering.  My hair was getting thinner.  My brain was taking longer and longer to get going in the morning, and if my mind isn’t sharp as a tack – something’s going on.

By June I was simply exhausted, but I wasn’t paying attention.  You know how all these little symptoms quietly sneak in and you don’t even really notice them at first?  Or how they just become normal?  Or how we are just too busy to notice what is even going on with our bodies until one day we wake up and go, “WOAH. Who IS that in the mirror??”  Or how society tells us these things are just expected as we get older?  Yeah.  Guilty as charged on all four counts.  I put the exhaustion down to stress at work as we closed out one fiscal year and geared up for the next.

As July breezed in though, nothing eased, and then I got back on the merry-go-round: my brain went sideways and we upped the Lamotrigine.  My concentration and ability to focus took a nose-dive, I was so tired I didn’t know my ass from my {psoriasis covered} elbow, and I could barely make it through the day.  I hid it well at the office, but performing like a seal at Seaworld when your brain is trying kill you is entirely exhausting – physically, emotionally, mentally.  But someone saw through the Oscar-winning performance.  Late one afternoon my boss stopped by my office.  He stood in my doorway and said, “It’s really hard seeing you like this”, and I knew the game was up.

Life cut me off.

With my boss’ words, “Do whatever you need to do”, ringing in my ears I packed up my stuff and headed home.  We agreed that I would work from home while I figured out what in the world was going on with my body – because clearly something was.  And I could no longer ignore it:  I was barely functioning.

When I got home my exhaustion and frustration were palpable.  I laid down on the couch with a bundle of cats and sobbed.

I eat this fantastically healthy, nutrient dense diet – how is it even possible that I am not a vibrant, energetic, life-loving chick?  It was impossible that I had gained 19lbs while continuing to eat SANE – and yet I had.  What is happening to me?  What is wrong with me?  How can I be ill when I live and eat the way that I do?  I have no control over my body anymore.  Why am I living and eating the way I do if I am only getting sicker and sicker?  It makes zero sense.  Something was going on, and somehow I had to find the energy to figure it out.

Being able to get up at 6:55 instead of 5:30 made a huge difference.  Not having to primp and preen every day made a huge difference, as did not having the commute both ways to tangle with.  Inserting the myriad of medical appointments and testing was so much easier, but mostly, not being surrounded by people nor having to showcase my best acting skills every day was the most enormous blessing, and I am more thankful to my boss than I will ever have the words to express.

First I went to my regular Doctor.  Same old, same old.  Blood tests are all normal so there’s nothing wrong with me.  But clearly there was something wrong with me that a SANE diet alone couldn’t fix.

And so the journey began.

3 months later I have unraveled the mysteries and am 5 weeks into my treatment plan.  Every day I feel a little bit better, and I now have no doubt that I am going to finally be free from all that has ailed me on and off my whole life.  But what excites me most is that my journey may also help you to unravel your mysteries, and that, lovely readers, is why I believe that the Universe brought me to this place, and why I am no longer stuck.



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  • Pam Aitchison - Carrie, As I read your post it occurred to me that everything was going great until you started creating recipes again. Something in your recipes may be making you sick. We are all different, and something that is fine for most of us may be bad for some or one of us. Have you tried not eating any of your baked goodies? If you start to feel better it may be a contributing factor. If might be helpful to keep a good journal of what you eat and how you feel. Food is chemical, even if it is SANE.
    Best of luck and I hope you get to the bottom of whatever is going on.ReplyCancel

    • carrie - Hi Pam! The two are unconnected, but it is a great thought! I have unraveled the mysteries and will be sharing everything over the next several weeks (months?!). It’s quite the journey! You are definitely right about food being chemical, and about even SANE foods not being good for everyone. Stay tuned!ReplyCancel

      • Pam Aitchison - Can’t wait to hear all about it. I am glad you figured out out. Be well.ReplyCancel

  • Ellen - Wow, you are tenacious! I didn’t realize all this was going on, but recall your menitoning that you were having problems with migraines.
    I sure hope that since you’re writing about this now, you have detected and resolved the issues and that you’re feeling LOTS AND LOTS better. :)ReplyCancel

  • Lista - Carrie,
    You sound like you’ve been through quite the journey. I can’t wait to hear “the rest of the story”. I hope it has a good ending. I understand you’re exasperated comment about how could you be eating so SANE but still felling horrible and gaining weight because I too feel that way but need to figure it out, which I will.

    Love the pictures and your sense of humor with mentioning your funky socks.

    Chin up!ReplyCancel

  • Jamie - Carrie, I love that you share the good and the bad! Life is such a crazy roller coaster, but we seem to forget that it is a roller coaster for EVERYONE,not just us. Thank you for sharing it all! I am sending positive vibes your way to help you figure out what that something else is. I know all of your loyal readers miss your awesome posts, delicious recipes, and of course your sweet voice! Rock on!ReplyCancel

  • Jan - Have you tried a functional medical doctor? They get to the root of the problem. Main stream doctors just fix or relief the symptoms. If your on the west coast you should have a good choice of functional physicians.

    You really need to get to the bottom of this as fast as possible.
    My prayers are with you!ReplyCancel

  • Marilyn - So glad to hear from you! I’ve been missing your posts and starting to worry!ReplyCancel

  • Sandy P. - Aha! Turkey day! You are allergic to poultry! My dogs are suddenly allergic to poultry. I had to change their food. I really think if we eat the same thing over and over our bodies can decide that enough is enough. I can’t wait to read what you have discovered about what happened to you. It might help all of us. Hugs!ReplyCancel

  • Donna Nygaard - I have a friend that had terrible migraines for years, tried a lot of different things. She would be flat in bed in a dark room with blankets over her head. The winter was really bad.

    Her husband took her to the Mayo Clinic in Phoenix, AZ. She drank black tea before. Stopped that, and she is fine now. It was the tannin in the tea that affected her. She also has fibromyalgia and was on meldication for that. The doc said to cut that back a bit. She is now fine.

    Hope you are getting better for good. I have been on a two year journey myself.ReplyCancel

  • Claudia - Carrie, So many people (including me) are struggling with something. By sharing your story in such a brave way (the good, the bad, and the ugly) you are helping the rest of us be honest with ourselves and our family/friends. Thank you for pointing out that too many times we don’t get the answers we need with just one office visit. Don’t give up, and don’t take “I don’t know.” for an answer. Carrie, I know that we don’t know each other. But, I’ve listened to you on the podcast, and I’ve read your blog for years. You are amazing, and people love you. You were put on this Earth for a reason. You connect with people, and you make a difference. Thank you.ReplyCancel

  • Danielle B - Carrie! Thanks for sharing! I struggle with hashimotos thyroiditis. Your troubles sound a lot like some of mine. I’m 6 weeks into autoimmune paleo and it’s helping! Finally, little by little I’m discovering myself again. And BTW, that doesn’t mean I don’t do SANE anymore. You and JB have been a huge encouragement. AIP is just helping me discover some food sensitivities. Can’t wait to hear how you’re getting better!!ReplyCancel

  • Progress Update! (WTF is Wrong with Me?) » Carrie Brown | Life in the SANE Lane - […] Progress since starting treatment plan: (see symptoms before I started) […]ReplyCancel

A year ago after I lobbed a blog post at you and ran for cover, having thrown caution to the wind and introduced you to the elephant in the room, I got a lot of feedback.  The vast majority of it came in the form of joyful whoops and hollers, love, gratitude, and understanding.

“This spoke to me.”

“You got this!”

“You are such an inspiration to me.”

“I love that you are so real – sharing all the ups and downs and not making yourself out to be perfect.  You’re on a journey, just like the rest of us.”

“I suffer in a similar way – I am so thankful that you shared your journey.”

“It’s so reassuring to know that SANE helps with even really tough situations like this.”

“I am so thankful to know that there are other people who struggle with the same things I do.  You give me hope.”

“Thank you for being so brave and putting this all out there.  It really helps.”


But there’s always one isn’t there.  In this instance there were a few.  A few dregs came from the thing that the Internet has aptly named The Troll.  I rather like referring to them as the SANE Slayers and the Brown Bashers.

“See!!  SANE doesn’t work!  SANE is dangerous!  SANE makes people suicidal!”

“You should stop telling people about SANE.  You’re bringing SANE a bad name.  People are going to look at you and say you eat SANE and you’re nuts.  You aren’t the poster child for SANE after all.  You’re not perfectly healthy so you make SANE look like a scam.”


I know what you’re thinking.  Yeah.  There was all kinds of stupidity and ignorance involved.

So consider this scenario and think about it for a moment.  You won’t need to think for long.

Esmeralda ate a spectacularly SANE, nutrient dense diet and was the epitome of glowing health, having transformed her life by choosing to eat in such an incredibly healthy way.  Then one day she ate a peanut and became so ill that she nearly died. 


Now The Trolls in this world would clap their hands in glee, shouting, “See!!  SANE doesn’t work!  SANE is dangerous!  SANE makes people so ill they could die!” or “You should stop telling people about SANE.  You’re bringing SANE a bad name.  People are going to look at you and say you eat SANE and you’re almost dead.  You aren’t the poster child for SANE after all.  You’re not perfectly healthy so you make SANE look like a scam.”


Hey, call me crazy but I blame the peanut.


{TROLL SPOILER ALERT!  Since the SANE Slayers and Brown Bashers are too busy clapping to actually think, I’ll give them the answer: Esmeralda is allergic to peanuts and her illness has absolutely nothing to do with anything SANE}


Because no normal person could seriously believe that eating SANE would either cause or cure a peanut allergy or Bi-Polar Disorder or a broken leg or an infection from a cut.  If the King of SANE (Hi! Jonathan!) knows that SANE does not cure the world of all that ails it (and has never claimed otherwise), and celebrates and promotes my SANE successes in spite of some of my body parts not working perfectly, are people really going to listen to the SANE Slayers and Brown Bashers when they spout forth ridiculous assertions of either SANE being dangerous or me bringing it a bad name because I have Bi-Polar?



Now we’ve got that old chestnut out of the way, buckle up – we’re going on a journey!



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  • David Williams - hahaha Carrie. Well said. Don’t worry about the trolls. I’m glad you popped your head up again.ReplyCancel

  • Dr Mike Keen - CHOCKS GONE……READY FOR TAKE OFF!!!ReplyCancel

  • Helen Overton - Hello from Australia – you are an inspiration and those people are jealous of your successes and would never learn from their own non–successes.ReplyCancel

  • Barbara in Tx - You rock Carrie! Any new cookbooks in the works? I LOVE your recipes! Thanks for hanging in there with us. I’d not be as strong as you and would stay under a rock…….ReplyCancel

  • Allison - I always get excited to see a post from you in my inbox. Will look forward to more when you are ready. Life would be boring without a few Trolls. They’ll get what they deserve in the end. :) PS: Maybe you should make a trip to Panama…? They could use some education about SANE. Rice! So. Much. Rice.ReplyCancel

  • jonny - Imperfect people who are in the daily struggle are the one’s who I’ve found most trustworthy. Those perfect bodied, perfect spouse, perfect life people are oftentimes the worst of the bunch.ReplyCancel

  • Mindy - I’m eating your Carrot Soup today, love your recipes and feel better than I have in years! You are benefiting so many people, please don’t listen to trolls.ReplyCancel

  • Ellen - Some people view everything with such a warped lens – and see exactly what they want to. You will never reach them, and you shouldn’t even give them the time of day. I think that the percentage of us who believe far outweigh those other creeps. :)
    Thanks to your giving nature, so many more people are enjoying health and wellness. You got it going on, Carrie Brown!! Hugs!!ReplyCancel

  • Wren Tidwell - Carrie, I believe that character flaws and physical imperfections, make us believable and someone that other people can relate to. Nobody’s perfect and if you try to convince the world you are, you will have lost your credibility. This has been one of my goals and struggles this year, to be more transparent. You cannot grow and learn unless you have a challenge to get over.

    Thank you for sharing. You inspire me.

    There will always be haters and trolls. One of the best pieces of advice I got for subbing a fitness class was to look beyond the skeptic and pay the most attention to those with a smile on their face. You have way more fans then skeptics.ReplyCancel

  • Maria Polczynski - SANE has totally changed my life! It has made me feel like a better version or the best version of myself! I never knew how much potential my body and mind had until I read “The calorie Myth” By Jonathan Bailor. I faced my fears and started going to the gym and to yoga. Had the best information and personal training from Wednesday Vail. I will never be or look like I did in my 20s but I actually feel better now than I did 20years ago! Thanks to Wednesday, Mr. Bailor and the wonderful recipes from Mrs. Carrie Brown. I couldn’t ask for a better team of experts!!!! Thanks to all!!ReplyCancel

  • Michelle Vaccaro - Being Sane is the closest thing to healthy that I have been in a really long time. No offense to Jonathan, love him too, but if it weren’t for your part of the podcasts and your great recipes, I probably would have given up long ago. Thanks for being there with all of us less than perfects. ..ReplyCancel

  • Tina - I can’t believe that the elephant post was posted already a year (!) ago! What had happened to this year? When had it passed? As for the trolls – some of them are even disguised as well meaning people – these are the worst. And for them you can’t do it right. If you loose fat fast it’s proof to them how unhealthy and unsustainable it is, and if you loose it slowly it’s proof that it “doesn’t work”.ReplyCancel

  • Denise - “How people treat you is THEIR karma; how you react is YOURS.” Wise words from Dr. Wayne W. Dyer Sending you love from Canada!ReplyCancel

  • Lisa - You go girl!!!ReplyCancel