Optimal Health: Why others can’t see what they’re missing out on… and why it’s slowly killing me…

In Health mastery by Zackplauche0 Comments

I have a vision for the future. A REALLY big vision for the future. For myself, as well as what I’m going to attempt to bring a large amount of other people down the path of.
In common society today, there is an epidemic. For most of my life, I was a part of it. To some extent, I still am, and my lack of experience and missing chunks of knowledge (which I’m admittedly gaining now) are costing me.

What is that epidemic?

“Common” health.

If you’re in America, and you live in any city or even a small town (somewhere where you find people), look around you. Look at the people, and I mean REALLY look at the people. What do you see?

It’s probably not as easy for some as it is for others, especially if you’re someone who isn’t studying this stuff (yet), and that’s ok. I’ll tell you what I see.

There are people suffering minor to major symptoms of deeper underlying problems.

I’ll list a few symptoms:

  • Dry Skin
  • Acne
  • Obesity (Overweight, making it more difficult for exercise and eating healthy)
  • Dandruff
  • Muscle Tightness
  • Depression
  • Anxiety
  • Tiredness/Fatigue
  • Limited Range of Motion
  • Lack of Vibrant Energy and Vitality
  • Headaches
  • Moodswings
  • Insomnia
  • Need for coffee for energy
  • Need for Alcohol to relax and/or have fun
  • Social Anxiety
  • Brain Fog
  • Low Self-Esteem
  • Hard to focus
  • Shallow Breathing
  • Poor Posture
  • Cavities
  • Addiction
  • Difficulty Learning
  • Chronic Stress
  • Laziness
  • Craving Sugar
  • Disassociation
  • Low Sex Drive
  • “Derp” States

First glancing at this list and one might be confused or even offended, even moreso after I mention that these symptoms ARE NOT “Normal” for our bodies. They are what is common today, and are at any age not part of a “normal” experience, despite what your family, friends, etc. might say about it.

One of my primary goals in life is to achieve what I like to call “perfect health”. I want to be living in a state of aliveness higher than most people, feeling amazing, looking amazing, being able really suck in every ounce of life force that I possibly can while I am alive and breathing, being able to learn and think faster, fuck better, be stronger, faster, etc.

I don’t believe that that is impossible. A little vague at the moment? Sure, there are finely tuned details to map out for my own goals.

Though I believe the real question is, Why the fuck do I have to work to achieve the quality of health that is normal for our bodies? 

Why isn’t this the default for most people in a first world country?

I’m not the best of remembering the exact statistics, but from what I’ve read, the percentages, fractions, and averages of people experiencing these symptoms are crazy high!

And where do these poor symptoms come from?

The most broad and not really that helpful source: Lifestyle Choices, specifically the right ones.

Let’s see some other common sources:

  • Outdated/Incorrect Health Information
  • Lack of Access to Correct & Health Information
  • Lack of Access to Health Food Sources
  • Family Upbringing
  • Social Conditioning
  • Well Marketed Junk Food (aka Cancer Enhancers ;D )

This is a more serious styled post, and that’s only because I’m a bit passionate when it comes to the collective reverse enlightenment of our civilization.

When people complain about their health problems and their only reason for experiencing something is “I feel this way and I don’t know why”, there is a problem.

When it is not only easy, but even popular in a society as a whole to make unhealthy lifestyle choices (whether it be in Sleep, Nutrition, or Exercise), there is a problem.

A Deeper Part of My Story

Towards the end of my highschool career (halfway through my junior year), a series of events unfolded that eventually led me to both my highest highs and my lowest lows to this date.

In that year (2014), I gained my own independent spirit, independent thinking, learned how to talk to the female species & got my first girlfriend (new girl from Colorado, we didn’t date that long, but we had some fun times) in my life. I was super positive and optimistic, in the best shape I’ve ever been in (from dance classes, cross country, and tennis), I was also eating (generally healthy-ish, at least the best I knew at the time). For the first time in my life I felt amazing, attractive, and alive.

That was probably the first 4 months of that year…

After I was liberated, the year kind of took a turn for the worst. My best friend died in a car accident towards the end of that school year. My dad was super hard on me insisting that I should be focusing on my exams a week after my best friend had just died, and I stopped taking care of my health because I was more focused on my to be later girlfriend at the time (we dated like a few weeks to a month in July).

As I recall (and we may have completely different sides of the story, but I think I have some self-reflective insight), whenever we hungout, we went on some adventures, but it was mostly just hanging out in her room playing video games, doing sketchy teenage stuff, watching movies, or go driving places. When we first started hanging out I was the super optimistic, positive guy, and she was kind of the opposite.

Over the course of us hanging out, we primarily ate junk food her parents provided for us (which, no hate, at that age I was happy to eat anything, because “my body could afford it”). We lived a pretty sedentary lifestyle, as well as most of my friends and family did. Me & her both kind of started complaining and hating on the place we lived because there wasn’t really much to do, and we were pretty cynical of the people and basically everything after a while.

Halfway through the summer, these points started arising where I experience what felt like being brain dead. We’d be hanging out in her room and I’d be saying something, and it’d start being really hard to talk. My brain would shut off. I would just sit there and stare forward, or at a wall, or.. something. She would talk to me and I noticed it, but I felt like I lost physical control of my body and would just stare feeling spaced out, her voice kind of being in the background. I snapped out of it after she shook me or I just sat there long enough until I was able to regain control. It was concerning to her… and me.

I didn’t want to be home because I didn’t want to be around my manipulative parents, they drained me whenever I was around them in general. They still can to this very day, but I cannot force people to change, and I’ve forgiven them, but I know their characters and I prefer them in small doses.

Not wanting to be home, or really spend time with my other friends or family, I became really emotionally dependent on her (even though I was also kind of a insecure narcissistic asshole… but relationships are a 2 way street). I wasn’t as independent as I thought I was and I was pretty much stuck in the hot humid bug infested quicksand hellhole that is Pass Christian, Mississippi (at least for an intellectual younger non-christian person without a car…)

We broke up and became friends again, but my mood and mind kind of got out of my control. I was extremely irritable, and I felt a disconnect from my own consciousness and my body and thoughts. I’d start saying these things to her that were pretty fucking awful, even if I tried to mask it. I kept feeding this cycle, feeling more and more empty each time. My dependence on her was growing, and I felt I did my best with what I had, though at the time, I didn’t feel I had a lot (If I could go back I’d do nothing but stretch more, get a job somewhere close, read more books, and probably spit game at da hoez B) ). There was a point where I went a little too far with some things with us hanging out, but my depression didn’t really help with anything else at that point.

I reached a point where I completely numb to life. I felt blank. Every small task felt huge to me. Everything was stupid. I hated my environment. My self-esteem was low, and I knew I needed help.

I actually knew I needed help way before the point of my real breakdown, but my parents weren’t the type to listen, they felt respect was only something they were entitled to. Maybe that wasn’t all of the time, but enough to the point where I’d get in my first physical confrontations with my dad and stood up for myself.

Regardless, my life had gotten dulled to the point where I felt nothing, wanted to walk in the middle of the street in front of my house (with few cars at the time) and didn’t really care if I lived or died.

I called my stepmom and begged her to convince dad to set me up with a therapist (which I had done before, but it took me standing in the middle of a street to prove I was fucking serious… sorry, it’s a tough memory for me to recall lol. Back to the story.), and my dad finally complied.

I went to see the therapist every other week, which would normally pull me out of classes during my senior year of high school (double bonus).

Also during that time, I was recommended this book by a guy named Owen (he’s a co-founder of a company that changed my life and got me laid) that really helped him get out of his own depression called The Ultramind Solution by Dr. Mark Hyman.

This book had EVERYTHING I needed, but I could only apply certain parts because of my lack of resources for the food and supplements he recommended.

I started implementing certain parts of the book as much as I could, which was primarily cutting out most things with Trans Fats or High Fructose Corn Syrup out of my diet and exercise.

Also during this time, the following that Owen’s company created is very growth oriented and action taking, recommending pushing ourselves out of our comfort zones and whatnot, and even when I was depressed, I did that as much as possible (mostly in social situations).

I ran a lot (cardiovascular exercise was one of the few things that helped massively, thanks track and cross country), and pushed myself into social situations with friends.

The more I did things like this, the better I felt, even if I still physically felt depressed.

I showed my therapist the book and what I was doing, and I was reporting that I was feeling better, and the guy was actually amazed at the book and what I was doing, he even felt like I didn’t need to go to therapy anymore, so I decided to end the sessions. (The guy even hugged me and thanked me after, he told me I was going to do awesome things in life and that I was inspiring, and he might could use what I did to help his other clients.)

I wasn’t completely out of my depression at that point, but overtime, with my continuing study and application of that book plus many others, and supplemental help from a few key people, my depression symptoms started going away, and I started feeling like me again.

There are some missing parts to this story, but here are the main points I learned from this experience:

  1. Depression, like a lot of other mental illnesses, is not only COMPLETELY avoidable, it can also be cured through a change in lifestyle choices.
  2. Most of the information we’ve been fed about how food effects our body is incorrect
  3. Life after depression is SO worth the journey out of it
  4. A lot of people (at least where I’m from) have no fucking idea what they’re talking about when it comes to their health. A good litmus test is to hear if they think 1. bread is good for you, 2. how much added sugar is needed in your diet, and 3. if a calorie is a calorie no matter what form its in. (Answers 1.) No, when bread is processed through the body it essentially turns into sugar, spiking your blood sugar levels the same as if you’d just eaten a candy bar. 2.) The answer is zero. Whole foods naturally convert into glucose and contain other chemical compounds necessary to provide you with long lasting energy as well as other beneficial elements to your body. 3.) No, the quality of your calories is massively more important than the quantity. i.e., 300 calories of organic broccoli will provide you with more health benefits than a single donut, which will probably cause inflammation and spike insulin).
  5. Take advice from people who have the results you want.
  6. It is really difficult to do this on your own, but trust me when I say it is worth it, and sometimes it is better to be lonely at the top.


Why Can’t Others See What They’re Missing Out On?

Because the everyday problems people are experiencing and the level of awareness most people are at with their health are considered “normal”, when in reality, they are only common.

Social Conditioning and this mass of misinformation (or perhaps not applied information) is coming at us from every angle, and drug and fast food companies (or as I like to call, cancer distribution centers) are pumping their ads at us in every space they can.

If doctors, the media, your family, your teachers, friends, even government boards tell you that these things are “normal”, even if there is hard evidence that states otherwise that may not be as popular yet, how is the average joe supposed to ever suspect otherwise?

If the best advice a doctor gives you is “eat less and exercise more” as a fix to all of your problems, you should probably drop that doctor/person immediately.

It’s not how much you eat as much as it is what you eat, and if we don’t have a baseline understanding of how certain choices or lack there of affect our bodies, there are likely to be a lot of problems so long as the majority of people are making detrimental health choices.

Why it’s Slowly Killing Me

The journey to perfect health is possible, but it can be extremely hard when one is not financially independent and living on their own, or surrounded by a lot of people who are less than like minded.

Willpower is like a muscle. It can be strengthened, but you only have so much throughout the day, and when it runs out, so does your self-control.

As much as I’d like to have unlimited willpower every moment of every day, and just be able to say no to temptation and impulses, control my thoughts, etc., I know I’m human, and when your immediate environment gives you access to foods that taste good, are easy to eat, and contain elements like salt, sugar, and fats that our biologies considered scarce as an ancient but active survival mechanism from centuries ago, or gives you activities engineered to fire off dopamine (videogames, social media, porn), who do you think is going win: Your higher-self or your biology?

Setting up an optimal environment, or a guiding structure, is key and possible when you’re living on your own. But when you’re not at home, say you go to eat out, and the people you spend time with still primarily consume junk just to eat, are you going to just say “no I think I’ll just go home and cook” or are you going to go with the good feelings of the moment?

I’m only decent at resisting temptation, and the more I compromise that part of myself, the more I am aware my health will suffer. I don’t beat myself up, because I tried that already, and it doesn’t help. I moreso accept it, feel what feeling the immediately gratifying choice made in my body, and when I’m done giving in I refocus and get back on it.

It’s definitely not impossible, but it’s just so much easier when the people you interact with are on the same path.

My goal is to make it easier to not make those mistakes, and that can come from proper eating, meditation, exercise, sleep, etc., primarily with diet.

As of right now, I’m working on surrounding myself with likeminded individuals (why I’m moving to Vegas), building my personal brand, my body, and reading to start creating an automated businesses to provide value & generate an independent source of income to make my life and situation more free and optimized.

From there, I want to make it easy for basically the world to reach optimal health, through abundance of health food, the right information, supplementation, etc. to make people work better, think clearer, and truly be all they can be, and ultimately have the physical side of their lives handled so we can focus on other important things, like diving deep into a work project, or really being there when we are with our loved ones.

Thank you for reading, this was a post I felt I really needed to write.

Let me know what you think in the comments, don’t forget to subscribe, and I’ll talk to you soon.

Thanks 🙂

 **Disclaimer: This post is a result of personal experience with Major Depressive Disorder and contains content bits of how I cured it for myself. I’m not claiming what I did will work for you, but I do believe the sharing of this content will at least help point others in the right direction towards improving their health on their own**.

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