WRITING

I ate a salad for lunch. Listen, if you don’t know me, let me tell you why that is weird: I don’t really like salads. But I ate it. It was fine, it wasn’t awesome, but it fed me and I am grateful. I eat salads even when I don’t love them, but I’m not on a diet. I ate a salad for lunch because I want to see the end of this unfinished story. Let me explain. For about eight years-ish, I’ve known I had a disease called PCOS- Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome- with a side order of insulin resistance….