My Story

Hi, I’m Susan Sloane and I cured a decade of Adrenal Exhaustion and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome in four months, and started over in midlife. Now I help other women do the same.

Here’s the lowdown on me and why I created this site:

On New Years Eve 2007 I collapsed from what I later discovered was adrenal exhaustion. It was the scariest time of my life.

For the first few months I was so weak I could barely stand or feed myself. I had a long list of symptoms, going to doctor after doctor, test after test, only to be offered anti-depressants “to give you energy” (which I refused) and recommended counseling. Adrenal exhaustion, it seems, is not a condition doctors recognize.

Months and years were speeding by with zero help from doctors, except additional diagnoses of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Obstructive Sleep Apnea, PTSD, and a whole lot of allergies. I made it my purpose everyday to read books and websites to research what was going on in my body so I could get my life back. Many days I couldn’t retain information and I had to re-read things the next day. The brain fog was so bad I couldn’t think straight or remember certain words, but I was determined to get well no matter what.

My kids were growing up and I couldn’t participate in life the way I had before. My sons were my reason for trying to get well every single day. I wanted to be the mom I had been, the mom they needed me to be.

To support myself during this time, I was a spiritual life coach, and did phone sessions with clients mostly from my bed. I would do monthly in-person, group events, after which I would spend a few days in bed recovering. My faith was strong but my body was not. I prayed to be healed every single day.

Prior to this sudden illness, I had been an active, fit, health-minded, working mom. I wrote for a newspaper, was working in Real Estate investing and developing, and taking Liberal Arts classes. I had just written my first screenplay, and was shopping it around. I had a full social circle, and a cottage on a beautiful lake. I was about to be divorced and was dating again. I lost everything. All of it. Gone in a matter of months.

I experimented on myself with so many different herbs, homeopathic medicines, flower essences, energy healing methods, prayer, and on and on. I must have spent thousands of dollars on things that didn’t work for more than a few days, if at all.

I struggled to get well for years. Nine years to be exact.

Nine years of living half a life. Not able to fully live or give the energy required to do much of anything. I decided I would not and could not live like that any longer.

I really had an existential crisis. What the doctors said would be my “new normal” was like being in limbo – watching life go by but not able to participate, change or improve anything. I had tried everything I had heard of to get well and nothing worked. I was severely depressed and even considered ending my life. I was no use to my sons. Or, myself.

What stopped me was the question that kept repeating in my head. “What if there IS a way to be healthy again?”

I’ve never told anyone this until now, but, I gave myself one more year to get well or I was going to check out. For good. No joke. I had truly had it.

So, I tried something I had read about repeatedly for years but I told myself many excuses: “That’s too extreme. I already eat healthy so I don’t need it.” etc., etc.

It was the raw vegan diet. But now, it was my last option.

To be sure I stuck to it, I wrote down two things: What is the worse case scenario if I don’t succeed with this? This is the hell I’m avoiding: It would mean a life just like the last decade, or no life at all. That was unacceptable. The second – What is my ‘dangling carrot’ – the reason I want to be well above all others? My sons were grown by the time I tried this so they didn’t need me like before. So I made new goals and consolidated them into one ‘dangling carrot’ to pull me forward everyday, to give me something to focus on.

I focused on these three things every single day. The hell I was avoiding, the dangling carrot, and the required action = raw vegan diet.

I did it whether I wanted to or not. Because my life depended on it. Literally.


As a bonus I lost the 25 pounds I’d gained while ill. In four months!

My self imposed deadline came and went, and I celebrated – and still do – that I have another chance at life. After all those wasted years of being unwell, I had found a way. Now, life just keeps getting better.

I’m still rebuilding, but, as of this writing it’s been three and a half years and I’ve had no relapse (not even close) and I’m still feeling great!

Then I began applying this “formula” to other goals and discovered it works on ANY goal.

It took me NINE YEARS to figure it out, to find the things that did work, but I finally did it. That’s what I’m here to tell you about.

With some encouragement from good friends I’ve decided to tell my story and share and teach my “method” via YouTube and my blog. If you want one-on-one support, to help you stick with it until you reach your goal, I’m offering coaching and consulting too.

I want to share with you everything I’ve learned over the last decade, in case you or someone you love is suffering from this debilitating condition. Maybe if you try the things that helped me they’ll work for you too, and you’ll get well. Maybe you’ll feel less alone, more understood, just by reading my blog posts or watching to my videos. It’s cliché, but if I can help just one person then this effort will be worth it.

Please leave your thoughts/comments on my blog posts and YouTube videos. I felt less alone and found comfort and ideas of things to try (and not to try) in the comment section of many forums, blogs, and videos while I was ill. Your contribution may be more important than you realize.

One more thing. You can get well again. I did it on a shoestring budget, through trial and error, and sheer determination. If I can do it, you can too. No matter your circumstance. Until you’re dead and buried there IS A WAY. DON’T EVER GIVE UP!

Don’t ever give up!

Susan Sloane