For most of my life I have felt unwell. I remember as young as age 4 having chronic ear infections, intestinal gas, constipation, and muscle tension. By age 12 I was seeing psychiatrists for depression and gastroenterologists for my chronic acid reflux. Nobody ever found anything “wrong” with me. They just shoved anti-depressants, antacids, and prune juice at me and told me I was fine. But even from that early age, I had an inner knowing that something wasn’t right, regardless of what the specialists insisted.