Here is how it happened to me.
Ar first,It felt like I was trapped.
Feverish, confused and so-very-very-tired, I spent most of my days in despair.
I felt useless and dysfunctional, angry and confused... and also very sad and guilty about not being able to have a life.

What did I do?
Right after I got diagnosed and understood why I was feeling like a dead person for three decades, I decided that I could not take it any more. I will ether find a way to heal naturally... or... I die naturally.
I carefully read the long list of the side effects of the meds that doctors suggested. It sounded as scary as the symptoms
that I already had. I also read all there was to read at that time about lupus.
Things looked kinda gloomy.
The information did not feel very soothing and prognoses did not sound appealing.

To make it more exciting for me,
at the time of diagnosis, the part of my brain that is responsible for balance was “under attack.”
When my mind thought I was walking straight, my body was turning either left or right, making me bump into things, and scaring the day light out of me. "Omg. Maybe I should take the meds and just stay locked in, at home?" I was thinking to myself, while sitting on the floor of my little London apartment after falling down.

You know, It is funny to remember it all now from where I am these days - happily living-and-loving in beautiful Thailand, having heaps of fun... but, honestly, at that time it did not feel funny, it was one scary and confusing experience. I was young and hungry for joy, fun, and adventures that I could not have. I felt cheated by life.

I checked into a health spa in the UK right after the diagnosis and decided to wait for the right answers, for some kind of guidance that would feel right in my Heart.
That is where and when I had my first plant-based, raw food experience, and was reminded of our connection to Nature.
For the whole week I walked barefoot in the garden, smelled flowers, watched the clouds, kept myself to myself, read a lot and prayed even more.

One week of plant-eating, time with Nature and myself was enough of a reminder to me that there was something else here for us, in fact, it was calling on us, loving us and wanting the best for us.

Because I had nowhere and no one else to turn to, I turned to it. I made a connection to the Universe/Mystery/God.. whatever word resonates better with you.
Since then,
I became interested in meditation and yoga.
I started reading books on nutrition and healing. I visited numerous natural/herbal doctors.
Many of them were terrific, pointing me in the right direction – to Nature, to Harmony, to deeper Truth.

I learned everything I found relevant and tried everything I could. Experimenting on myself became my idea of fun.
People around me thought me strange, but every time they did not feel well or wanted to fix something, I was happy to be called their friend.
My bewildered family had to watch me do some “weird” stuff: all kinds of juice cleanses, drinking melted ice water, sprouting whatever can sprout, hanging upside down, oil pulling, liver flushes, enemas, zapping, sun-gazing and chanting, and "starving" myself most of the time, that seems to bother most people the most.

During this long exciting journey I felt I was coming closer and closer to my true Self.
I started remembering who I was, before all that programming, before the vaccines, before.. before.. before.
I remembered my roots and my cosmic lineage. I was no longer a victim or a stranger to myself.

I am well these days... I have energy to live a life.
I did not heal my body overnight, and I will not lie to you by telling you that it was easy.
But... the more layers I peeled - the better I felt.
The better I felt - the more exciting and glorious this life journey became.
I still have a lot to learn, to experiment and play with... but I healed enough to remember who I am.

These days I find my lovely Self among those who tell people that they can heal without meds.
I assist others on their way to themselves, and share my story to empower and to inspire.

If you are unwell, lacking energy and vitality, as someone who walked the path, I wish to say this - You can HEAL.
You can do it.
Leave the external programming to those who are still afraid, who still put more trust in the system than in themselves.
You know you are better than that.
Believe you can heal.
Things can change for you, as they changed for me and many many others who dared to turn their face from the system towards Nature, who chose to believe in their Self.
If I, used-to-be-weak-and-scared-kid, could become my own hero, my own doctor, so can you!

~ from my next book "My Own Doctor."

Anna Suvorova
Health/Yoga Educator.
Self-Healing Advocate.
Author. Dreamer of a better world for all.