I need to thank this briljant woman from the buttom of my being; Petra Vermeer, she’s an orthomolecular doctor.
“Ortho-what ?” I said about a year ago, when my sister in law suggested I should go meet her. I was on the brink of starting taking anti-depression pills, as I had come to the point where I couldn’t take the darkness anymore. I’d lost 22 kilo’s, stopped drinking alcohol, walked for hours outside in nature pretty much every day, stopped producing & writing for others, no coffee after 3, no screen-time at night, eating healthy, conversations with a psychologist, and lots of other minor life-tweaks, but all that didn’t really help: I still didn’t sleap at night, nor laughed to life in daytime.