For years, I assumed healthcare worked like clockwork. The system moves you along — you nod, take it, and move on. It felt official. Then cracks began to show.
At some point, I couldn’t focus. I blamed stress. But my body was whispering something else. I watched people talk about their own experiences. None of the leaflets explained it clearly.
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That’s when I understood: your body isn’t a template. The same treatment can heal one and harm another. Damage accumulates. Still we trust too easily.
Now I question more. Not because I don’t trust science. I challenge assumptions. It makes appointments awkward. This is survival, not stubbornness. The turning point, it would be keyword.