How many times have you had COVID?
Share in the comments.

I’ve had it four times now—and I saw my life flash before my eyes a couple of those times, especially in the fall of 2024, when I developed a life-threatening leaky body and leaky muscles.

A person can die simply by working out in a mouldy gym because of the DOMS effect.

You can be the personal trainer, the stress cleaner, the soul doula—and still feel like your body is betraying you.

You can bleed for years.
Collapse from fatigue.
Vomit after drinking healthy teas and food from the earth.
Faint from misophonia and repeated concussions.
Lose your memory from your youth and beyond.
Endure heavy, painful periods—all while being told, “your labs are normal.”

This post is for the ones who did everything right and almost died anyway.

🌿 Born Into Stress

Many of us were born into stress—into wombs shaped by mycotoxins, trauma, antibiotics and emotional shutdown.

Did you give birth to a firstborn who is petrified, shy and anxious from a toxic womb and birth?

As parentified first-borns, we became petrified perfectionists and people-pleasers, conditioned to keep the peace.

Our childhoods unfolded in tense, water-damaged homes—from low-income housing to military bases—where mould festered unseen and grief saturated the air.

There, we mastered the art of performing wellness for the world while silently suppressing our own pain.

When we begin to detox trauma and toxins, we start letting go of people-pleasing and perfectionism.

We trade them for pausing and playfulness, reclaiming the youth we lost and grieving what was never safe to feel.

We create new boundaries, protect our c-ptsd soul and begin to choose love, peace and presence.

Now we live in bodies that carry the weight:

• c-ptsd, anxiety, depression and freeze response

• chronic fatigue, fibromyalgia, migraines and brain fog

• hormonal chaos, early menopause, pmdd and infertility

• gut disorders, skin flares and autoimmune storms

• mould illness, mcas, histamine intolerance and environmental sensitivities

These are not random illnesses. They are patterned. They are poetic. They are the body’s way of saying: I’ve been holding too much for too long.

🏠 When Healing Spaces Make You Sick

Many of us got sick in the very places we tried to heal—gyms with hidden mould, homes with water damage, offices with toxic air, even while stress-cleaning a lover’s hoarder home.

Mycotoxins from mould can trigger immune collapse, hormonal shutdown, and neurological chaos.

They mimic menopause.
They mimic madness.
They mimic mystery illness.
And they often go undetected.

💔 The Trauma Loop

Childhood trauma—especially sexual abuse, parentification and emotional neglect—rewires the nervous system.

It makes us hypervigilant, perfectionist and petrified.
It makes us clean obsessively, people-please compulsively and collapse quietly.

Trauma survivors often develop:

• Leaky gut, leaky brain and leaky muscle

• Autoimmune conditions, chronic inflammation and hormonal shutdown

• Dissociation, insomnia and suicidal ideation

And when we seek help, we’re told it’s just anxiety—or just menopause.

🌸 The Sacred Pause

But midlife is not menopause.
It’s a sacred pause.

It’s the moment we stop performing wellness and start reclaiming soul care.

We pause.
We play.
We let go of perfection.
We listen to our bodies.
We detox our mouldy homes, our habits and our histories.

We stop asking “What’s wrong with me?”
and start asking “What happened to me?”

Healing isn’t linear.
It’s lyrical.

And you deserve to feel safe in your body, home and story.

Let’s chat in the comments:
How many times have you had COVID and did it change your health trajectory?

I’ve had it four times and it was a major wake-up call... we must pause in midlife like our life depends on it, because it does.

Sending Loving Kindness from Canada’s Capital,
Dee
Creator of The BodhiBerry Peace Tree Method™ — Rooted healing for your womb, walls and worries.

I’m what some call a rare bird.
After an accident at 7 years old, I discovered fasting and natural healing.
From that moment, I trusted my body more than I trusted pills.

I’ve only taken medication in times of crisis, because I saw what it did to my mom — prescribed drug after drug until her health spiralled and she was placed in mental hospitals.
Watching her suffer was heartbreaking and planted a seed of deep questioning in me.

Here’s the truth I need you to hear:
your mental health struggles are not “all in your head.”
They are often rooted in our toxic environments, our food supply and the everyday chemicals and medications that disrupt our microbiome, liver and body’s natural balance.

One of the most common examples is Tylenol (acetaminophen).
For decades, doctors have told pregnant women it was the “safe” choice — gentler than ibuprofen or aspirin. But new research tells another story.

A review of 46 studies shows prenatal exposure to Tylenol may increase the risk of autism, ADHD and other neurodevelopmental issues.

Why does this matter? Because Tylenol is everywhere. It’s in our medicine cabinets. It’s given without a second thought. And it may be silently shaping the health of future generations.

In my latest video, I share:
🌿 What the newest science reveals about Tylenol and fetal brain development
🌿 Why your womb, microbiome and body barriers matter for your child’s health
🌿 How environmental illness, mold and trauma can compound these risks — and how to protect your family

This conversation isn’t about fear — it’s about empowerment. Once we understand how toxins, medications and our environments affect us, we can take steps toward healing and prevention.

👉 Watch the full breakdown here:

I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Were you told Tylenol was safe in pregnancy?
Did you use it? Let’s open this dialogue together — because informed mothers, parents and caregivers are the ones who can shift the future of health.

Sending Loving Kindness from Canada’s Capital
Momma Lovey Dee,
I guide parentified first-borns, future moms and holistic parents raising sick or anxious kids to clear trauma, toxins and mould from their home and body — so they can heal the microbiome, balance hormones and finally thrive in peace.

My journey through addiction, trauma and chronic illness taught me to see my body as a battlefield.

But now I see it as a garden.
One that needs diversity like a jungle with 25-30 different bites of fibre foods a week to truly thrive.

And it all started when I quit the one thing I thought I couldn’t live without.

I drank Diet Coke for 45 years.
For 30 of those years, I poured white rum into it.
The rum was a coping mechanism, a way to numb deep traumas.

But the Diet Coke?
That was a constant companion, supporting an eating disorder that began at age 5 and held me until 50.

As a health nut, I learned that caffeine leaches calcium from our bones.
So as a kid, I would drink Diet Coke and follow it with a glass of milk—that was my lunch from age 11 through 31. It was my daily 'ahh,' my go-to ritual—a relief I never thought to question, even as it harmed me.

It was my daily 'ahh,' my go-to ritual—a relief I never thought to question, even as it harmed me.

When I finally put the rum down, I expected a battle. But it wasn’t.

My "why"—the thing that grounds me—had become walking away from anything that didn’t bring me inner peace.

When you know your "why," it becomes your light on the hard days.

What I didn’t expect was that the silver can would be a harder foe to conquer. The cravings for that sharp, sweet fizz were visceral, a siren song my body screamed for long after the alcohol cravings had quieted.

The Science of the Hijack: Why It Feels So Hard

There’s a biological reason these cravings feel so powerful.
Substances like sugar, artificial sweeteners, alcohol and nicotine hijack our brain’s reward system.

They cause a massive, artificial flood of dopamine—the “feel-good” neurotransmitter that motivates us to seek rewards.

This isn't a natural, gentle reward like the one you get from a hug or a good meal. It’s a tsunami.
The brain, overwhelmed, responds by downregulating its own dopamine production and receptors to compensate.

The result? You need more of the substance just to feel normal and the things that used to bring you joy barely register.

This leads to the cycle:
a massive dopamine high followed by a deeper, longer low, leaving you craving the next hit to escape the crash.

The turning point came when I learned a startling fact:
Diet Coke can clean the rust stains off a toilet bowl.
Learn more in this video.
From Leaky Gut to Leaky Mind – Finding Addiction Peace

The turning point came when I learned a startling fact:
Diet Coke can clean the rust stains off a toilet bowl.

The turning point came when I learned a startling fact: Diet Coke can clean the rust stains off a toilet bowl.

It stopped me cold.
If it could do that to porcelain, what was it doing to the delicate, living lining of my intestines?

Was this chemical brew the reason for my leaky gut, my constant inflammation and the brain fog and anxiety that held me hostage?

For me, the connection was undeniable—and it explained a lifetime of unexplained symptoms.

I’d had SIBO (Small Intestinal Bacterial Overgrowth) since the 80s.
None of my five colonoscopies could detect it; SIBO hides in the small intestine, a area that isn't reached by standard procedures.

A common symptom?
Bloating so severe you look 6 months pregnant, never able to wear jeans or a belt.
Good thing I could wear leggings to work as a Personal Trainer—though now I’ve learned how toxic fast fashion is to our microbiome, too.

This is the core of the Buddha Berry Tree Method:
understanding that our inner peace is rooted in protecting the lining of our microbiome, liver and tissues.
Together we detox trauma, toxins and triggers stored in our tissues since birth and learn to live in peace in a toxic world.

The Gut-Brain Axis: It’s Not Just a Theory, It’s Your Reality

Think of your gut as your second brain.
It produces more neurotransmitters than your actual brain does.

When your gut is inflamed, when it’s leaking undigested particles into your bloodstream, when it’s overrun with bad bacteria from sugar and artificial chemicals, it sends panic signals to your brain.

• A sad, inflamed gut = a sad, inflamed mind.

• An anxious, reactive gut = an anxious, reactive mind.

• A calm, well-tended gut = a calm, well-tended mind.

Your microbiome is your mood.
Your belly is your best friend on the path to peace.

The Monday Morning Gut Check-In for perfectionist procrastinators and purpose-driven healers who want to recover from the addictions that numb us—from eating disorders, food, love, and booze to scrolling, shopping and punishing workouts.

As a parentified first-born raised in a toxic world, I’ve learned how to detox the trauma and toxins stored in our tissues so we can finally trade stress-cleaning for soul-deep peace with the bonus of 6-8 hours of restorative sleep, no fan needed.

Let’s start this week not with judgment, but with gentle curiosity.
Find a quiet moment and ask your body these questions.
There are no wrong answers, only information.

1. Sleep Score (1-10): Did you wake up rested or wrecked?
   That morning fatigue is a data point from your body.

2. Urge Level (1-10): How strong are the cravings today?
   For sugar, for alcohol, for scrolling?
   Naming the monster takes away its power. I would say I hear you alchol monster or sugar monster but I am choosing peace of mind in this moment.
   Have a glass of water. The craving will pass in 3 minutes.
   Check in with H.A.L.T. Are you hungry, angry, lonely or tired, these are the reasons we reach for distractions from our depression.

3. The Hydration Clue:
   What colour is your pee? Is it dark yellow, a sign your body is stressed and holding onto toxins?
   Or is it light and clear, a sign you’re well-hydrated and flushing effectively?

4. The Stool Standard:
   This is the gold standard of gut health.
   We’re aiming for what I call “the healthy dog standard”:
   2-3 times a day, well-formed, S-shaped and a healthy brown colour.
   Are your stools yellow or pale, a clue of poor fat digestion or a stressed liver?
   Happy, brown stools = a clear path to inner peace.

5. Mental Weather Report:
   Are your thoughts dark and stormy or are they filled with light and gratitude?
   Your gut health is directly dialed into this forecast. A troubled gut often sends anxious signals to a worried mind.

This Week’s Gentle Mission: Ditch the Liquid Stressors

Today, we make one powerful choice.
We ditch the sugary and artificially-sweetened drinks.
The sodas, the energy drinks, the fancy coffees loaded with syrup.

These aren’t ‘treats’; they are toxic liquid stressors that pour rocket fuel on the fire of chronic stress which equals chonic inflammation that causes you to feel hot, have a sore neck, wired and tired and perforate the delicate ecosystem in your gut.

Soul Care for the Urges: Riding the Wave

When the craving hits, it feels like an emergency.
But it’s a wave—it will pass. Here’s how to surf it:

• Hydrate with Purpose: Drink 2 large glasses of water first thing of the day. I have never had coffee.
  Drink a large glass of water when urges hit.
  This is first aid.
  It helps flush inflammatory toxins and dials down the craving’s volume. Add a pinch of sea salt or a squeeze of lemon for minerals.
  Consider Bitters:
  My ex, who is Indigenous, taught me about the power of digestive bitters. Taken before meals, they can support liver function, improve digestion, and help reduce sugar cravings by signaling to your body that it’s time to process food.
  These are all rituals that heal, not harm.

• Herbal Helpers: Sip on garlic ginger tea for digestion, peppermint tea for calm or a tart little glass of water with apple cider vinegar.
  These are rituals that heal, not harm.

• Breathe and Re-ground:
  Stop. Place a hand on your Buddha belly.
  Take three deep breaths, feeling your hand rise and fall repeating the words, “I am safe”. I also said this when falling asleep because our brains only know what we tell it so feed it good thoughts.
  This tells your nervous system, “We are safe. We do not need that false fuel.”

• Know the Milestones:
  The journey has predictable hurdles.
  Urges often intensify around 3 days, 3 weeks, 3 months and 3 years.
  And add your chronic stress, it is the root cause of addiction and dis-ease.
  Knowing this makes it less scary. You’re not failing; you’re hitting a marker on the healing path.

Why Was Diet Coke Harder Than Rum?

It’s a question many people ask. While alcohol is a known toxin, diet soda’s addiction is more insidious. It’s a triple threat that directly hacks the dopamine system:

• Aspartame: Tricks your brain into craving more sweet things.

• Caffeine: Provides a direct dopamine hit and artificial energy.

• Carbonation: Enhances absorption, making the habit-forming ingredients hit faster and harder.

For many of us with dysregulated nervous systems and inflamed guts, this chemical cocktail creates a powerful feedback loop of craving and relief that can be harder to break than alcohol alone.

You Are Not Broken. You Are Blooming.

Healing is a marathon of a thousand tiny steps.
Each time you choose water over poison, you are laying one more brick in the seal of your gut.
You are building a foundation of mental peace from the inside out.

Addiction peace is not about perfection.
It’s about compassion.
It’s choosing your gut over guilt.
It’s choosing your peace over old patterns.

You are not just quitting a drink.
You are reclaiming your terrain.

With solidarity and hope,

Dee Anne Berry

Dee’s Dharma for Inner Peace in a Toxic World
learn more on Youtube at De-Stress with Dee
From Leaky Gut to Leaky Mind – Finding Addiction Peace

What would it be?

And if healing was possible by addressing your environment first, would that change your approach?

Let’s talk about the symptoms that don’t show up on labs. The ones that get dismissed, minimized, or labelled “weird.” The ones that whisper: something deeper is going on.

I’ll go first.

I used to wake up choking, unable to swallow, and needing a cane to walk. I had no idea it was a mast cell reaction—a full-blown cytokine storm. Today, I live with life-threatening leaky muscle. But back then? I just thought I was falling apart.

Turns out, I was living in toxic exposure.

🧠 Mould Isn’t Just in Old Houses

It’s in offices. Schools. Gyms. If you’re always tired, wired-but-tired, anxious, sleepless, foggy, or dealing with IBS that makes no sense… Your environment could be making you sick.
Learn more in today’s short reel

💪 My Story

I’m a holistic trainer who survived a full systemic collapse. After decades of concussions, fainting, and trauma, I was discarded by a doctor and a narcissist ex—while bleeding internally and needing a cane to walk. I couldn’t text. I couldn’t get out of the tub. I couldn’t swallow.

I was doing everything “right”: Sober. Sugar-free. Med-free. Holistic. Loving. Forgiving. Still sick. COVID 3x. Turns out, the weight and brain fog weren’t my fault. They were symptoms of mould illness and lifelong trauma.

Healing my environment healed my body.

🧰 Starter Recovery Toolbox

• 🌬️ Ventilation (open those windows!)

• 🌀 HEPA Air Purifiers

• 💧 Dehumidifiers (keep humidity under 50%)

• 🧪 Binder Supplements

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DISCLAIMER: I share my experience as a mould illness survivor. This is not medical advice. Always consult your healthcare provider.

In Loving Kindness from Canada’s Capital,
Momma Lovey Dee :)

As reported by CBC Ottawa, the Ottawa-Carleton District School Board has confirmed that Bridlewood Community Elementary School in Kanata will be closed indefinitely. With the school year starting in just three weeks, nearly 400 students and their families are in limbo, awaiting news on whether they'll be temporarily relocated or shifted to virtual learning.

This isn't just about disrupted schedules. It's about the environment we subject our children and educators to every day.

The sequence of events is particularly alarming. Asbestos removal exposed structural rot. This suggests that the hidden, aging infrastructure of our schools is a Pandora's box. What is found during one repair can reveal another, more dangerous problem.

Teachers may be sick with “leaky body syndrome” and not even know it—just like me. I was born in a toxic womb with a compromised immune system, which was further weakened by a flood of antibiotics after my tonsils were removed at just six months old in 1967 during the crucial first 1000 years for our microbiome.

Despite working as a holistic personal trainer, I lived with invisible illness for years. I could never lose the persistent belly bloat, insomnia, anxiety, brain fog and I didn’t understand why—until I discovered the truth:

It was CIRS (Chronic Inflammatory Response Syndrome), MCAS (Mast Cell Activation Syndrome) and exposure to mold in low-income housing, military bases, gyms, schools, colleges and even an ex’s hoarded home that I cleaned during visits. That exposure made me even sicker.

These environments destroy our microbiome and disrupt the gut-brain axis, which is essential to immune and mental health. While “leaky gut syndrome” is often dismissed as an alternative medicine term, the underlying concern is real:

Chronic exposure to mold, dampness and poor indoor air quality is scientifically proven to worsen respiratory illnesses, chronic sinusitis, allergies, ibs, sleep issues, anxiety, depression, adhd and asthma—especially in children and staff.

Learn about all the invisible toxins that are causing our body to leak and how to detox for home and body.

Teachers and students in aging schools may suffer from persistent, unexplained health issues that mysteriously improve when they’re away from the building unless their home is toxic. This is known as Sick Building Syndrome and it’s time we take it seriously

In this specific case, with the uncertainty of temporary locations and the history of asbestos and rot, I strongly advocate for the OCDSB to immediately offer a robust, well-supported virtual learning option for Bridlewood families. For many, this may be the safest choice until a full environmental assessment of any temporary location—and the repaired Bridlewood school—is completed and made public.

For our family's health, a focus on supporting our bodies is crucial. Reducing inflammatory exposures and supporting our natural detoxification systems through whole foods, clean air and good hydration is a prudent step for anyone dealing with the stress and potential residual effects of such environmental concerns.

This incident must be a wake-up call. We need to demand:

• Transparency: Full disclosure of environmental assessments for all schools

• Proactive Inspections: Not just reactive repairs when things collapse

• Investment: Accelerated funding to address the massive backlog of repairs in Ontario's schools

Our children's health and ability to learn depend on the safety of the buildings we put them in. The foundation at Bridlewood was literally rotten. Let’s ensure the foundation of our response is solid.

Subscribe for updates on this ongoing story and other local health & safety issues—while we detox trauma, toxins and triggers stored in our tissues since birth. 🌱 Remember: poop keeps the receipts.

Big thanks to Fred for sharing news of this latest mould crisis in Canada’s Capital. 🇨🇦

If you have a story or want me to dig deeper on a subject just hit reply and I’ll feature it in an upcoming video.

These are your lifesaving tools from 45 years of lifestyle medicine—shared with love 💜
from Momma Lovey Dee.

Air travel is often romanticized—jet-setting across time zones, chasing sunsets above the clouds.
But for many of us with compromised immune system since birth, chronic illnesses, trauma histories and environmental sensitivities, stepping onto a plane feels more like entering a pressurized chamber of invisible threats.

I know this intimately. My first adult flight Nov. 29th 2018 triggered my first and only bipolar episode January 29th 2019.
I was supporting someone after our breakup—a man grieving his brother’s suicide. Another firstborn, another parentified soul gone too soon.
Post-breakup, I stood by him as he mourned his brother’s suicide.
Just like us: firstborn, parentified, carrying wounds too heavy to hold.
He discarded me in my darkest hour after mom passed and Sept. 2024,
the only time he said I love you to me.

I flew Air Canada: two large jets and a tiny, noisy plane that rattled my nervous system and choked my lungs with dust Nov. 2018.

I was already fragile—born with a compromised immune system, tonsils removed at six months and bombarded with antibiotics during the crucial first 1000 days that shaped my microbiome.
That early disruption left me with lifelong misophonia, histamine intolerance and leaky body syndrome. Add toxic cabin air to that mix and it’s a recipe for collapse.

🧬 When the Body Breaks Down: COVID x3, Collapse and Chronic Crisis

I’ve had COVID three times. The first was March 7, 2020, while staying at a hotel. I was so sick I had to isolate there for a month. Back then, no one really understood how it spread and one night I saw my life flash before my eyes, was soaking the sheets within hours. I spoke with my son for hours not knowing if I would wake up the next morning.

The third time hit in late May 2024. My ex came off a plane from Costa Rica, and within days, we were both sick. From June through July, COVID ravaged my body for six relentless weeks. But for me, it didn’t end there.

This wasn’t my first encounter with the virus. Back in March 2020, I felt its razor edge— a burning mouth and throat, chest fever and loose stools that left me depleted. I struggled to breathe, battled chest pain and drifted in and out of consciousness. My lips turned blue. My body was screaming. And when the acute phase passed, I entered the long, uncertain fog of long COVID.

Brain fog. Fatigue. Digestive issues. Light sensitivity. Sleep disturbances. It felt like my nervous system had been rewired to suffer.

Then, on June 5, 2022, I suffered a concussion. I’ve had way too many to count because of low blood pressure all my life caused by chronic stress.

The concusion, A separate trauma—but eerily familiar. The symptoms overlapped so much with long COVID, it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began. Cognitive dysfunction. Sensory overload. A brain that couldn’t find its footing.

So when COVID came for me again in 2024, it wasn’t just a third infection. It was a collision of past and present wounds— a body already battered, a brain already bruised. And still, I rise. Still, I heal. Still, I speak.

Because this story isn’t just mine. It’s a call to recognize the invisible battles so many are fighting— and to demand the care, compassion and clean air we all deserve.

On September 5, 2024, I collapsed. I was diagnosed with rhabdomyolysis—a life-threatening condition where muscle tissue breaks down and floods the bloodstream. I needed a cane to walk. My lungs and throat were grasping for air. I choked in my sleep, unable to swallow, terrified of suffocating. I went to my doctor who dismissed me as a mental health issue because the ex told him it was and the 3 hospital emergency rooms and like the 30 years before, great blood work came back as a Personal Trainer who cares what she puts into her body using food as medicine since the 80’s.

This wasn’t just COVID. It was the perfect storm: toxic air, emotional trauma, mould exposure and a compromised immune system. My body was screaming for help—and finally, I listened.

🦠 Mould in the Sky: A Hidden Threat

Most travellers worry about germs on tray tables or mystery meat in their in-flight meals. But mould? It’s the silent stowaway.
According to Howard Environmental, mould thrives in aircraft cabins due to:

• Recycled air with limited fresh oxygen

• Moisture trapped in carpets and seat cushions

• Poorly maintained HVAC systems that spread spores

• Condensation in hidden crevices and insulation

For those with mould illness, this isn’t just unpleasant—it’s dangerous. Symptoms can include respiratory distress, brain fog, histamine reactions and immune dysregulation. Frequent flyers, especially crew members, face cumulative exposure.

😷 Flight Attendants: Front line Workers in Toxic Environments

Flight attendants aren’t just serving drinks and smiling through turbulence. They’re breathing the same contaminated air, often while managing strict weight requirements, irregular schedules and limited access to nourishing food. Many suffer from histamine intolerance, exacerbated by glyphosate-laced meals and high-stress environments.

Now, Air Canada’s flight attendants are on strike, defying a government back-to-work order after failed negotiations over wages, unpaid labour and working conditions. The Canadian Union of Public Employees (CUPE) represents over 10,000 attendants, many of whom are women doing hours of unpaid prep and cleanup. Their fight isn’t just about pay—it’s about dignity, health and justice.

🧪 Section 453: The Quiet Shield for Toxic Corporations

There’s a reason I’m speaking out, even as I face targeting and suppression. A little-known provision called Section 453, passed during the Trump administration and now resurfacing in the FY26 Interior–Environment Bill, could quietly strip away legal protections for families harmed by toxic chemicals.

Section 453 would:

• Protect pesticide companies from lawsuits, even if their products cause serious harm

• Prevent courts from forcing label updates, even when new science shows health risks

• Freeze liability at outdated EPA standards, which can take years—or decades—to update

• Block emergency EPA action, meaning dangerous chemicals like glyphosate or DCPA could stay on the market long after risks are known

This means that even if independent science links a pesticide to cancer, infertility or neurological disease, companies can keep selling it until the EPA decides to change the label—and that process can take up to 12 years.

Critics are calling it the “Cancer Gag Act”, warning that it muzzles judicial review and leaves injured families, farmers and landscapers without legal recourse.

💔 Trauma in the Cabin

For trauma survivors, airplane travel can be triggering. The noise, confinement, unpredictability and sensory overload can mimic past experiences of helplessness. I’ve flown while grieving, while supporting someone who emotionally abused me, while smoking to numb the pain. I smiled through it all, dying inside, shaking in my boots.
January 25th I was suicidal and was brought to the hospital by a compassionate police officer who saw me, the first person who saw my suffering I was keeping silent. My brain was in fire.

🛑 What Needs to Change

• Airlines must prioritize cabin air quality with regular mould remediation and upgraded filtration systems

• Flight attendants deserve fair wages, paid prep time and health protections

• Passengers with chronic illness and trauma histories need accommodations—from seating to air purification to compassionate policies

✊ In Solidarity

To my dear friends who are flight attendants:
I see you. I stand with you. You deserve clean air, fair pay and respect.
And to every traveller who’s ever felt unsafe, unseen or unwell in the skies—your story matters. Let’s keep telling it.

🔥 Cracking the Code on Chronic Illness

I’ve survived what many don’t. Mould toxicity, trauma and multi-system collapse. I now help others heal mystery symptoms like fatigue, IBS, MCAS, histamine intolerance and more. It’s not “just aging” or “anxiety”—it’s your body asking for help. I also have been addressing skin cancer the last 3 years and now it has spread.

If you’ve ever:

• Had tonsils removed before age 2 and perhaps sleep with a stuffed animal longer than most ;)

• Taken antibiotics in your first 1000 days

• Been labelled a hypochondriac

• Battled menopause, misophonia or trauma

• Felt allergic to life

Your body may be holding mould, toxins and trauma in your tissues and also why you can’t loose weight. But healing is possible. I’ve gone from:

• MS-like paralysis → walking cane free in 4 months

• Diverticulitis → 2–3 perfect poops/day

• premenopausal rages → grounded and calm

• Menopausal fire → 8 hours of sleep, fan-free

• Medical C-PTSD → no meds needed

Mission: No one expires before they desire. 🙏

With loving kindness from Canada’s capital,
Momma Lovey Dee
Each share is for my son Noah—so that even if I’m not nearby, these words can still support him when he needs them.

Hello peaceful Heart,

This is your Mould Symptom Monday and I want to talk about something that hits close to home.

If you’re waking up drenched at 3 AM, fan blasting, tossing off blankets only to shiver moments later… and being told:

“It’s just menopause.”
“It’s just anxiety.”
“It’s normal for your age.”

Stop.

You’ve been lied to.

It’s not “just hormones,” “just mental illness” or “just aging.”

For so many of us, it’s mould.

It’s Chronic Inflammatory Response Syndrome (CIRS).
It’s Mast Cell Activation Syndrome (MCAS).
It’s your hypothalamus—your body’s master thermostat and hormone DJ—screaming for help.

📌 Mould Symptom Monday: When This Is Leaking… You’re Sweating

"If you’re overheating at night—even in a heat wave—your hypothalamus is inflamed and begging for relief."
~ Momma Lovey Dee 🥰

This isn’t theory for me.

For the first time in 58 years, I’m sleeping deeply without a fan.

I detoxed mould from my body and environment.
I stopped using food and drink as entertainment or addiction and returned to them as medicine.
I created a peaceful nest in my home—and in my body.

Now I sleep 8 restorative hours even in the hottest summer, no fan needed :)

🤯 Your Hypothalamus Is On Fire (And It’s Not Your Fault)

Your hypothalamus is:

• Your body’s thermostat ♨️

• Your hormone DJ 🎛️

• Your trauma storage centre 💥

But it’s vulnerable.

If you’ve had:
✔️ Childhood trauma
✔️ Toxic mould exposure
✔️ Long COVID
✔️ Chronic stress

…it gets inflamed.

When inflamed, it can’t regulate:
✅ Temperature (sweating or freezing)
✅ Sleep (tossing all night)
✅ Hunger (sudden cravings or nausea)

Result?
You’re either a human furnace or an ice cube—no in-between.

🌡️ Why You’re Hot & Moody (It’s Not Just the Weather)

Your lifestyle and environment can literally burn you up from the inside.

Ask yourself:
☢️ Did I eat inflammatory foods today?
(Seed oils, sugar, processed junk → inflamed hypothalamus)

🍷 Did I drink alcohol or caffeine past noon?
(Liver overload → night sweats)

📱 Did I binge-scroll before bed?
(Blue light → cortisol spikes → overheating)

🏠 Am I ignoring mould in my home?
(Mycotoxins → hypothalamic chaos)

These choices are why you’re:

• Waking up at 3 AM drenched

• Needing a fan and a blanket simultaneously

• Moody as heck, with hormones scrambling

❄️ How I Sleep 8 Hours Without a Fan (Even in a Heat Wave)

This summer is my first in nearly six decades without a fan on all night.

Here’s how I healed my “leaky hypothalamus”:

1️⃣ Cool Your Vagus Nerve (Instant Fix):
Place an ice cube on your chest for 1 minute before bed.
✅ Triggers your parasympathetic "rest-and-digest" mode.

2️⃣ Bind the Toxins Overheating You:
Take zeolite or charcoal at bedtime.
✅ Helps mop up inflammatory mould byproducts.

3️⃣ Reset in 72 Hours:
Do a 48-hour dopamine detox.
✅ Only drink clear, healing fluids.
✅ Avoid screens, sugar, stress.
✅ Let your hypothalamus reboot.

🌿 I’m a Frugal Holistic Energy Healer

I’ve been biohacking my health since the ‘80s.
Never using medicine unless truly in crisis.
Always believing in the body’s wisdom to heal when given the right environment.

My tools?
✅ Lifestyle medicine
✅ Nature
✅ Trauma detox

Today I:
✨ Sleep 8 hours deep (no fan, no meds)
✨ Reversed my biological age from 58.5 → 41
✨ Have no more "mystery" symptoms (MCAS, fungal arthritis, “mental illness” labels)

You can, too.

✅ Share this with someone who overheats at night.

🎥 Watch My Story

➡️ How I Reversed 50 Years of Night Sweats on YouTube → Destress with Dee

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Sending Loving Kindness from Canada's Capital,
Momma Lovey Dee 🌿✨