Summary: I have PCOS. I did everything right for years and my labs looked great and I still could not stop eating. Then I found out there are two systems in your body and every single thing I was taking only ever worked on one of them. Reason #1 is the one nobody told me.
You have got two systems and they barely talk to each other. Insulin is one. Insulin is the delivery guy. He decides where your food goes after you eat it. The other one is a text message from your gut to your brain that says okay, we're done, put the fork down. That text runs on a brain chemical called serotonin. Now look at what you have been taking. Metformin talks to your liver. Inositol works inside your cells. Both of them work on where the food goes. Neither one works on when you stop. You have been fixing the delivery guy for years and your brain still never got the text.
I am not going to tell you none of it did anything. Maybe your A1c came down. Maybe your period finally showed up. That was real. That was the stuff doing exactly what it was built to do. And then you drove home and that night you ate anyway. Both of those things are true at the same time. That is not you failing it. It did its job. Its job was just never the other thing. You were never wrong. You were only ever missing half.
It is ten at night and you are standing at the fridge with the door open. And you are not even hungry. You had a real dinner two hours ago. And you are standing there anyway. So you figure you must be broken, or greedy, or that you have got no self control. But you are not hungry because hunger is not what is going on. The text never came. Your brain is still waiting on a message that never got sent, so as far as your brain knows, that meal never ended. You cannot feel full off a signal that never showed up. It is not a character thing. It is a message that got lost.
Think about how many appointments you have sat through. Eat less. Move more. Come back in three months. One of them told you to eat under a thousand calories a day like that was a normal thing to say to a person. And you went home every time feeling like the problem was you. But they were treating the system they got trained to treat. Insulin. Glucose. The scale. Not one of them ever tested the second one. Not one of them ever said the word serotonin out loud in that room. They were not ignoring you. They were only ever looking at half of you. And you carried the other half home and called it a personality flaw.
It had to get into my brain, because that is where the signal lives. It had to be the raw material my body builds serotonin out of. It had to taste good enough that I would actually drink it every day. And it had to be honest and say it turns the noise down, not that it shuts it off, because anything promising you silence is lying. Only one thing checked every box. One drink, once a day, that feeds the signal my brain was never getting. Not a shot. Not another insulin pill. And when that signal starts landing again, dinner ends. And it stays ended. You are on the couch at ten at night and the kitchen is just a kitchen. Not a room you are negotiating with. And your head is quiet enough that you can actually watch the show you're watching.
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