Lactose Intolerance

Milk is the first food. Before you had a name, before you could understand a word, before anyone explained to you how the world works — you were nourished. Nursed. Held. Milk is the primal symbol of provision, of safety, of unconditional care. It is motherhood made liquid.

And your body says: no. Not that. Anything else, but not that.

When your digestive system loses the ability to break down lactose — the sugar found in precisely this primal food — it is not refusing just any substance. It is refusing a principle. It is rejecting something older than any conscious memory: the connection to the maternal, to the nourishing, to the feminine itself.