I’m sitting here at my computer desk beside an empty pint of Coconut Bliss ice cream, a kombucha bottle, and an enchilada frozen dinner that I microwaved in four minutes. It’s all vegan, so there’s slight justification and vindication in that, but not much. Also, I ate the ice cream first. The irony is pungent … Continue reading Let food be thy medicine: Healing my depression, anxiety, and fibromyalgia