Known as the wife of… remembered for everything after.
I have a confession. I’m doing great on carnivore. Like… annoyingly great. No bloating.No stomach drama.No random “why do I feel like a balloon filled with regret?” moments. Just… peace. And somehow, that’s exactly the problem. Because every now and then, I find myself staring at something forbidden. A piece of chocolate.A warm sausage roll.Something [...]
After four days of eating salmon in every form imaginable, I started questioning my life choices. Was it bad fish… or was I slowly turning into a magnetic field from mercury overload?
"Feeling better shouldn’t come with guilt. Here’s why I stopped apologizing for healing, steak-first, no salad required."
Thought one bite of cake couldn’t hurt? I was high as a kite and my gut filed a complaint. Let’s talk cravings, accidental cheat days, and sugar-induced personality changes.
The Woman Behind the Jersey 