The "healthy" food that made me worse


Hi Reader,

I remember sitting outside the doctor's surgery in the car.

Diagnosis in my hand. Engine off. Just staring at the windscreen.

No plan. No list of what to eat. No real explanation of what was actually happening inside my body.

Just me, on my own, left to work it out.

So I did what most people would do.

I ate "healthy."

I'd been vegetarian for over 30 years by that point. Long before any of this started. It was just who I was. I thought I had the healthy eating thing sorted.

I kept doing all of it. Even more of it, if anything. Trying harder. Being stricter. Cutting back where I could, the way you're told to if you want to be "good."

And I kept getting worse!.

Not a little worse. Properly worse.

Exhausted in a way sleep didn't touch. Cravings I couldn't explain. My body just not working the way it used to.

I remember thinking, I'm doing everything right. Why do I feel like this?

Here's the bit nobody tells you.

A lot of what gets called "healthy" out there isn't built for a thyroid that's already struggling. The big weight loss brands, the point systems, the low fat everything, the meal replacement shakes, the plans built around the number on the scale rather than what your body actually needs.

None of that was designed with an autoimmune attack in mind.

Some of it can genuinely work against you.

I didn't know that then. I just knew I was doing what I'd always been told was healthy, and I was getting sicker anyway.

It took me a long time to question it.

Thirty years vegetarian isn't just a way of eating. It's an identity. It's what you tell people at dinner parties when they ask. It's a decision you made once and never really went back to.

So questioning it felt like giving something up. Like admitting I'd failed at something.

But I was already failing. Just slowly, quietly, in a way that "eating healthy" wasn't fixing.

So I changed it. Properly changed it.

I started eating meat again after three decades. Fish. Eggs. Things I hadn't put on a plate in years. It felt strange at first, almost like I was doing something wrong just by eating it.

But I kept going. I stopped restricting myself and started actually nourishing myself.

And things began to shift.

The cravings eased off first. Then, slowly, the exhaustion started to lift in a way I hadn't felt in years. I wasn't white knuckling through the day anymore.

I call this nourishment maxxing 😊.

Not eating less. Not eating "clean." Just properly feeding my body with what it needed to calm things down and start working again.

That's when it finally clicked.

It was never about eating less. It was about eating right, for what my body was actually dealing with.

If you've been told you're doing something wrong because the scale won't move, or you're still exhausted despite "eating healthy," it might not be you. It might be that what you've been told is healthy was never built for a thyroid running on empty.

I know how overwhelming it is to even start working that out. I've written full recipe books that go into all of it. But when you're exhausted, a recipe book is the last thing you want to open. It's just one more thing to wade through when you've got nothing left to give.

So I built something simpler.

A Hypothyroid & Hashimotos Meals Quickstart Guide. ​
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Real examples of the kind of food that supports your thyroid and helps calm an autoimmune attack, alongside simple lists of what to eat, what to limit, and what to avoid.

No wading through pages. No guesswork.

Something you can screenshot for the supermarket. Or print and stick on the fridge.

Nothing complicated. Nothing that takes hours. Simple food you can throw together, some of it straight in the slow cooker and forget about.

It's exactly what I wish someone had handed me in that car outside the surgery.

It's free inside the Hypothyroid Recovery Hub.

We run a 7 day free trial, so you can join, grab the guide straight away, and have a proper look around at everything else in there while you're at it.

After the trial it's $7 a month.
Thats less than a coffee. For everything inside, not just the guide.

If it's not for you, easily cancel before the 7 days is up and you won't pay a thing.

You'll still keep the guide either way.

👉 https://www.skool.com/hypothyroid/about​

P.S. If you've ever done everything "right" and still felt worse, you're not imagining it. Grab the guide, have a look inside the Hub, and see what actually nourishing yourself can do.

👉 https://www.skool.com/hypothyroid/about​


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