As a former youth sports enthusiast, I kept my parent’s carpool busy playing football, ice hockey, and lacrosse. My addiction to winning at all costs provided a mindset that allowed me to enjoy a successful high school career while setting records in both football and lacrosse before moving on to Captain the University of North Carolina’s Men’s Lacrosse Team.
At the time, I had no idea that each hit I suffered playing sports would eventually turn into a long list of evidence for why my brain and life were deteriorating. Educating myself on the harms of these hits wouldn’t have mattered back then; I was trained to never wince at pain, to keep running the ball down field no matter how much it hurt. But, at thirty-three years old, a friendly game of flag football changed my thinking from winning to surviving.
My final straw concussion occurred in 2012 while I was in San Francisco running sales and marketing for a popular exercise brand. After extensive examination of my brain, my
doctors and neurologists couldn’t understand how I had been able to play lacrosse in college, or even high school. They didn’t know that quitting was never an option for me and that I was carrying my pain in a way that no one else could see. Sports were my identity and my way of life. Giving up was never something I entertained. When the pain
and depression from a damaged brain began to seep into my life in college, I mastered making it with scary habits and a brave face.
Doctors had me on a baseline of 22-26 pills a day for nearly 6 years. I began to understand that the medicine was never going to heal me, it was only there to numb my pain. As they continued increasing my dosage to debilitating levels, I began to see that this was a situation where no one was capable of showing me a better way. It was up to me to find them on my own.
Experimentation finally led me to a variety of alternative solutions that not only healed my brain, but also brought me to a healthier, happier, and more peaceful version of
myself than I ever thought possible. Instead of grinding my teeth through a painful string of days spent in dark rooms, I could finally see light, in both a literal and hopeful way. I knew I had answers, I just needed more time to fully realize them.
In the fall of 2019, after finally healing myself to an acceptable level, I began introducing these new products and protocols to friends and family who also noticed dramatic differences in their own health, fitness, happiness, and all-around wellbeing. After seeing how effective these modalities were for non-broken brain people, I became focused on scaling the solutions in hopes of establishing a forum where others could benefit from these Modern-Day Wellness solutions too.
The Current was born.
