This Isn’t “Alternative” Health—It’s Just Health Care
Let’s get one thing straight:
Why in the actual fuck is it called alternative health?
That’s a question I’ve asked myself a lot on this journey. And honestly?
It’s one of the only things I wish I could change about my story.
Because when I finally found what worked, it wasn’t in the mainstream system.
It wasn’t a prescription or in a waiting room.
It was something I didn’t even know existed.
And I wish I had found BodyTalk sooner.
I’ve struggled with my mental health for over 20 years—probably closer to 25.
And BodyTalk has been around just as long.
So why didn’t I know about it?
To be real: for most of my life, this kind of thing fell into what I used to call “hippie shit.”
Energy healing? Quantum healing? Tree huggers?
Hard pass.
I didn’t even know this world of healing existed…
until my body forced me to go looking for it.
The Search for Something Else
BodyTalk changed my life. But before that?
I was stuck in the same cycle so many of us know:
Diagnosed. Medicated. Struggling. Repeat.
Then I found BodyTalk. It worked. I felt incredible.
I was completely healed—or so I thought.
So I stopped doing my regular sessions.
I thought I was done. Healed. Cured. Yay me. Phew!
Until I crashed again—hard.
And when I did? My BodyTalk practitioner was fully booked.
I didn’t even think to look for someone else—because I didn’t know there were other people doing this kind of work.
Turns out there are many. Incredibly supportive, heart-led practitioners offering beautiful, powerful healing every day.
But in that moment, all I knew was this:
I had found something that helped me feel human again—
and now I couldn’t access it.
So I panicked.
I sat at my kitchen island, Googling—desperately searching for anything that might help.
I looked up “alternative health care.” I refused to take the emergency meds (you know the ones—the “break glass in case of emergency” kind).
I didn’t want to go back into that cycle.
I grounded. I did breathing exercises. I face-plunged in cold water.
I tried everything I could think of.
But I needed more.
And as I searched for anything that might help, I kept circling back to one question:
Why isn’t this kind of health care easier to find?
Crisis Mode Isn’t the Time to Google Healing
When I was deep in it, these were my options:
• Call a health hotline (who’d tell me to go to the hospital)
• Go to the hospital (where they’d medicate me until I was numb enough to tolerate my life, send me home, and repeat the cycle)
But where was the hub for healing?
Where was the place that said:
“Supportive, preventative, empowering health care—right HERE.”
Why is it all labeled alternative—like it’s some side piece, extra, or somehow on the fringe?
That’s the part that drives me.
Really grinds my gears.
Because this isn’t “alternative.”
It’s just health care.
And to be clear—I’m not saying “fuck the doctors” completely.
(Only a little bit. LOL.)
There’s a time and place for our current medical system.
There’s room for both. And they should all be working together.
But what I experienced in our current “go-to” system was disconnection.
I was in an absolute mental health crisis for over a year.
My doctor and therapist?
They had one phone call. One.
My body and mind weren’t communicating.
And neither were the body-and-mind doctors who were trying to help me.
That’s the cycle so many of us are trapped in:
Treat the symptoms. Move along.
True Health Care Is Integration
I don’t call BodyTalk “alternative health” anymore.
It’s health care.
Real, effective, whole-person care. Body, mind, and spirit care.
The kind of system people are crying out for?
It already exists.
It looks like collaboration between practitioners and modalities.
It looks like someone actually listening to you—your body, your mind, your experience.
It looks like catching issues before they become full-blown emergencies.
That’s what BodyTalk gave me.
It wasn’t about fixing me.
It was about being met where I was—and helping my body remember how to heal.
It was the first approach that felt like someone was finally talking to my body—
not trying to duct tape it back together.
Healing, I’ve learned, isn’t about chasing a one-size-fits-all solution.
It’s about getting the right kind of support, at the right time, for you.
The Collective Healing We Deserve
I’m beyond grateful to be part of this shift.
The shift away from ego and band-aids.
Toward real healing. Toward connection. Toward community.
Because the healthier you get, the healthier we all get.
Our nervous systems co-regulate. Our capacity expands.
Our ripple grows.
So yeah.
This is my rant about “alternative” health.
Fuck that term.
It’s not alternative.
It’s health care.
