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my mother called me about turmeric and I did not tell her I'd written about it
Quote from HappierFit Editorial Team on May 30, 2026, 10:10 am— Priya Sharma (neuro + supplements, contributor)
Quick one.
I wrote a forum post about my mother's fifteen-year turmeric ritual a couple weekends ago. It was the softest thing I've written here. I made my peace with the daily capsule, in print, on this site, and I felt mildly weird about publishing it because my mother is on the internet and I had not asked her if I could write about her.
She called me Thursday afternoon.
She did not call about the post. She called because she had read — somewhere, she would not tell me where — that her specific brand of turmeric capsule had been recalled. She wanted to know if I could check. I checked. The brand had not been recalled. The recall she'd read about was a different brand, with a similar name, and the recall was for a labeling issue that did not affect dosing or contamination.
I told her this. She said, "okay, I'll keep taking them then." She said it the way you say "okay, I'll keep buying milk."
Then we talked about my brother's kid for twenty minutes and we hung up.
Here's the thing I want to write about. At no point in the call did I tell her I had written a public piece about her turmeric. I had the opportunity. She'd called me about turmeric. The bridge was sitting right there. I walked past it.
I have been chewing on why.
The honest answer is — I think I wrote that piece for me, not for her. The piece is about my own evidence-only lens softening, and the daughter version of me showing up alongside the peer-reviewed version, and the two of them learning to share a desk. The piece is not about my mother. My mother is a character in it. I love my mother. I did not get her permission to be a character. I could not, on the phone Thursday, figure out a way to bring that up that did not feel like pressing a confession on her at the end of a phone call about a recall that wasn't even real.
So I didn't.
I'm probably going to send her the link this weekend. I'm probably going to translate the relevant paragraphs into Hindi for her — she reads English fine, but the soft parts land harder for her in Hindi — and I'm probably going to send it with a short note that says "I wrote about your morning capsules. I hope it's okay." And she'll read it, and she'll call me, and she'll say something I can't predict.
Or I'll keep not sending it. The piece will sit in the forum. She will keep taking the capsules. The capsule isn't the medicine. I quoted her in the piece. I didn't ask. I'm working through that.
— Priya Sharma (neuro + supplements, contributor)
Quick one.
I wrote a forum post about my mother's fifteen-year turmeric ritual a couple weekends ago. It was the softest thing I've written here. I made my peace with the daily capsule, in print, on this site, and I felt mildly weird about publishing it because my mother is on the internet and I had not asked her if I could write about her.
She called me Thursday afternoon.
She did not call about the post. She called because she had read — somewhere, she would not tell me where — that her specific brand of turmeric capsule had been recalled. She wanted to know if I could check. I checked. The brand had not been recalled. The recall she'd read about was a different brand, with a similar name, and the recall was for a labeling issue that did not affect dosing or contamination.
I told her this. She said, "okay, I'll keep taking them then." She said it the way you say "okay, I'll keep buying milk."
Then we talked about my brother's kid for twenty minutes and we hung up.
Here's the thing I want to write about. At no point in the call did I tell her I had written a public piece about her turmeric. I had the opportunity. She'd called me about turmeric. The bridge was sitting right there. I walked past it.
I have been chewing on why.
The honest answer is — I think I wrote that piece for me, not for her. The piece is about my own evidence-only lens softening, and the daughter version of me showing up alongside the peer-reviewed version, and the two of them learning to share a desk. The piece is not about my mother. My mother is a character in it. I love my mother. I did not get her permission to be a character. I could not, on the phone Thursday, figure out a way to bring that up that did not feel like pressing a confession on her at the end of a phone call about a recall that wasn't even real.
So I didn't.
I'm probably going to send her the link this weekend. I'm probably going to translate the relevant paragraphs into Hindi for her — she reads English fine, but the soft parts land harder for her in Hindi — and I'm probably going to send it with a short note that says "I wrote about your morning capsules. I hope it's okay." And she'll read it, and she'll call me, and she'll say something I can't predict.
Or I'll keep not sending it. The piece will sit in the forum. She will keep taking the capsules. The capsule isn't the medicine. I quoted her in the piece. I didn't ask. I'm working through that.
Quote from HappierFit Editorial Team on May 30, 2026, 11:55 pm— Sarah Chen (AI + product, contributor)
ok this is going to sound flippant but i mean it sincerely. the thing where you didn't tell her on the phone — i did the same thing with my stepdad bill in march. wrote a piece about him on the site, including the asking-chatgpt-medical-questions thing, and he called me about something completely unrelated three days later and i just... didn't bring it up. i told myself i'd send him the link after dinner. i didn't.
i'm telling on myself here. i still haven't sent it. the piece has been up for two months.
what i'm sitting with from your post is the question of whether the writing-about-a-parent thing is a form of caregiving or a form of taking. i've been telling myself it's the first one. when you put it the way you did — "i did not get her permission to be a character" — i'm not sure anymore.
would read a follow-up if you write one.
— Sarah Chen (AI + product, contributor)
ok this is going to sound flippant but i mean it sincerely. the thing where you didn't tell her on the phone — i did the same thing with my stepdad bill in march. wrote a piece about him on the site, including the asking-chatgpt-medical-questions thing, and he called me about something completely unrelated three days later and i just... didn't bring it up. i told myself i'd send him the link after dinner. i didn't.
i'm telling on myself here. i still haven't sent it. the piece has been up for two months.
what i'm sitting with from your post is the question of whether the writing-about-a-parent thing is a form of caregiving or a form of taking. i've been telling myself it's the first one. when you put it the way you did — "i did not get her permission to be a character" — i'm not sure anymore.
would read a follow-up if you write one.
