Last year was the first that I decided not to write New Year’s resolutions. After being diagnosed with an autoimmune disease, I spent the better part of my mid-twenties trying to get on board with the health hand I was dealt. I adjusted to a gluten-free diet, drank green juice, did yoga and in general, tried to abide by the health rules that doctors and wellness experts set for me — rules that many people apply to their lives every January, and then slowly shed as the weeks pass by. After many years of health ups and downs, I couldn’t help but feel like I was failing at my lofty wellness goals year round. By last January, with a raging case of adult acne that no one could solve and a general halo of guilt that hovered over all my health choices, I knew I had to change my approach. To read more click here!