Mystery Disease... Jared Shaw Intro
After a mysterious medical emergency nearly took my life, I discovered that what my mind couldn't carry, my body was trying to destroy—this podcast is a deep dive into the hidden links between psychological abuse, autoimmune dysregulation, chronic illness, and my nightmare journey back to survival.
Chapter 1
In 2018, Jordan Worth was sentenced to more than seven years in prison for the coercive control and brutal abuse of her partner, Alex Skeel.
By the end, Skeel was severely malnourished, psychologically shattered, and suffering from physical illness linked to prolonged coercive abuse. The case became a watershed moment in recognizing what chronic psychological trauma can do to the human body.
But most stories like this never make headlines.
Every year, millions of people are slowly destroyed by relationships that never leave a bruise.
Stress disorders.
Autoimmune disease.
Nervous system collapse.
Addiction.
Depression.
Suicide.
Early death.
Three years ago, I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance.
My organs were failing.
Five surgeries and two months later, doctors still had no diagnosis.
Just another unexplained autoimmune disorder.
My body was attacking itself.
Killing me from the inside out.
It took the most aggressive immunosuppressants to stabilize me.
I spent the next two years trying to recover.
Slowly, painfully realizing what had put me in this position.
I’m grateful to be here today and I’d like to share what I learned
Chapter 2
Anger is the mind’s reaction to an unsolvable puzzle.
When the person creating the problem is also the one defining reality, there is no solution.
The anguish of knowing you’re right while never being validated is agony.
It took me 25 years to realize I was trapped in that kind of puzzle.
Not because I was stupid.
Because someone very skilled convinced me my perception was broken.
And eventually, I believed them.
The day I looked into the mirror and was able to say, “you’re a good guy,” was the day I chose to stay alive.
For years, I had been told I was the problem.
Over time, I started to believe it.
When you start to hate yourself, the body begins to carry what the mind can’t hold anymore.
It doesn’t ask permission.
It just responds.
In my case, it began shutting down.
The deed my mind could not carry out, was taken on by my body.
My problem now was convincing my body I wanted to live.
A radical shift
The word decide comes from the Latin verb decidere — “to cut off.”
If I wanted to survive, I had to start cutting things away.
Friends.
My job.
Toxic voices.
Bad habits.
Vices.
Addictions.
My marriage.
Even family.
Everything society tells us defines a person, I let go of.
And somehow, when it was over, there was more of me left than before.
For the first time in my life, I felt free.
Like I had been buried alive and finally clawed my way to the surface.
But liberation quickly turned into fear.
Starting over at almost 50?
Had I wasted my life?
Had I been living someone else’s version of it the entire time?
If I wasn’t careful, regret, resentment and shame would trap me and extinguish the light.