So when I was in my early 30s, I was working at Glenwood Hospital in West Monroe as a hospitalist—and I was at one of my many peaks of self-loathing.
I was tired all the time, bloated, none of my clothes fit, I was depressed. I knew something was wrong.

I was going to cardio classes with my work bestie Cindy Dollar, doing CrossFit, eating strict paleo—nothing was budging. I’d go to bed starving, crying when I saw skinny girls eating ice cream.

ANYWAY—
I finally went to the doctor, thinking: they’ll find something. They have to.

I came out of that appointment and sobbed in front of the elevator.
Someone asked, “What’s wrong, Dr. Sharma?”
And I just choked out:
“MY LABS ARE NORMAL.”

To be told everything is normal when you know something is wrong…
Is a special kind of devastation.

It wasn’t until I stepped outside traditional medicine—until I saw “weird nurse practitioner” Lucy Dougles in Ruston, who told me I was deep in adrenal burnout…
Or Dr. Karen Pendleton, who told me my progesterone was pitiful…
Or until I learned that my thyroid labs were “normal” by lab range—but not optimal for me—
That things finally started to shift.

So hear me when I say:
You’re not crazy.
You’re not dramatic.
You’re not imagining it.
You are unseen in a system that was built to blind you.

[Yeah write that one down. That ain’t AI. I wrote that line myself.]

If you’ve ever walked out of a doctor’s office feeling worse than when you walked in—
Not because of what’s wrong with your body, but because no one actually listened?
I’ve been there.

You said you were exhausted.
They said, “Maybe it’s stress.”
You said your periods were a nightmare, you couldn’t focus, your weight was climbing.
They said, “Well… welcome to womanhood.”
You said, “Something’s off.”
They ran basic labs, glanced at the printout, and said:
“Have you tried counting calories?”

There is only one appropriate response:

Viola Davis grabbing her purse and walking out.

Here’s what I want you to know:
You are not the problem.
The system is.

Medicine has been based on male data.

EXAMPLE: Most pharmaceutical drug trials are conducted on men ages 18–35. That’s what determines dosing. Even for antidepressants, even for medications given to pregnant women. And BMI was based on a white Belgian dude named Adolphe Quetelet. That’s who decided your body was “overweight.”

Medicine is designed to move people through—not to understand them.
It’s built to treat symptoms—not root causes.

So when I built The Oui Doctor, I decided:
We go deeper.

We test the things most providers aren’t even taught to check—
(because I wasn’t either.)

We look at:

• Fasting insulin
  
• Full hormone panels
  
• Thyroid labs that actually mean something
  
• MTHFR gene mutations
  
• GeneSight testing—to see which medications your brain can actually use
  

Because maybe your depression isn’t “just chemical.”
Maybe your estrogen is bottomed out.
Maybe your Vitamin D is in the gutter.
Maybe your body literally can’t make serotonin without support.

I didn’t learn this in med school.
I learned it from patients.
I learned it by unlearning what I was taught about “normal.”
And now I teach it to my team—so they can see you clearly, too.

Your trauma.
Your history.
Your patterns.
Not as excuses, but as clues.
As context.

You’re not here to be “fixed.”
You’re here to be understood.

Because once we understand what’s really going on…
We can actually help.

So no—
You’re not crazy.
You’re not broken.
You’re just a woman who knows she deserves to be heard—
and OUI are listening.