Last week, when symptoms returned for the fourth time, I was devastated. It felt like watching my cycling dreams slip away, like rewinding back to last April's onset of what I thought was CFS.

But today, everything has shifted. Instead of resting when symptoms appear, I move. Instead of sitting at my computer, I walk. And in this setup, I have zero symptoms - I feel like a completely normal, healthy person. Since last April, I had experienced this state on fewer than five days. Now, it's becoming my daily reality.

It seems I've been like a parent responding to a crying child with exactly the wrong solution. The more I offered rest, the louder my body protested. This reminds me of the concept of attunement - the ability to correctly interpret and respond to signals. My heart rate data illustrates this perfectly: during meditation or Yoga Nidra, instead of dropping as expected, it actually rises.

When I trade screen time for walks to the lighthouse, watching seagulls, or listening to podcasts by the ocean, my symptoms disappear. It seems my body is asking an uncomfortable question: am I doing certain things just because I'm good at them, rather than because they truly fit who I am?

Maybe my body wasn't broken. Maybe it was trying to break me free.