All Posts

A Perfect Storm It took me years to understand that I was living with Lyme disease and mold toxicity. In the damp, shaded forests of Appalachia. both threats were always present— so present, in fact, that they became almost normalized. Every home I lived in had mold. Negligent landlords never cared, and as a renter, fighting mold always felt like a predetermined losing battle. And the ticks—well, they were everywhere. With rising temperatures, longer warm seasons, and ongoing