We built Juno because we had to become our own advocates.

It started in my first few weeks at UCL.

In my first few weeks at University College London, I started getting bad fevers, awful tonsillitis, and sinus headaches that made me feel like I did not know myself anymore. I felt trapped, tired, and constantly fatigued, but I kept pushing.

I pushed because it was my first year of university and I was scared of missing out. I told myself I would be fine. If I woke up at two or three in the afternoon, that was university, right? Everyone was going out, sleeping badly, waking late, and doing it again.

But when I stopped drinking and everyone else found their rhythm again, I still did not feel okay. I thought maybe I was lazy, or dramatic, or just bad at coping. Everyone gets tired, right? But it was not normal tiredness. The tonsillitis kept coming back. I kept feeling sick, dizzy, nauseous, and foggy, and I still tried to act like I was fine.

"Everyone was tired, right? But it was not like that. I was tired every day."

Sleep became the calculation behind everything.

At first I tried simple things: earplugs, then a sleep mask, then a white noise machine. Then meditation, medication, sleeping pills, herbal remedies, acupuncture, and anything else that might help. I wore an Oura ring until it told me I was getting five minutes of deep sleep a night. I took it off because seeing the number made the fear worse.

Doctors gave me more medication, but I could not keep track of what was helping, what was doing nothing, and what was just another thing to remember. I still wanted a normal life. I could think hard enough. I could exercise sometimes. I could maintain something that looked semi-normal from the outside.

Inside, every day was sleep maths. How much energy can I spend? If I do this now, what happens later? How much worse will tomorrow be? Eventually I forgot what normal tiredness felt like. No matter how long I slept, I woke up feeling like I had only had one or two hours.

For years I pretended it was not there.

For a long time there was no formal test that could give me a clear answer. Four years later, when I finally did get tested, it came back positive for chronic fatigue. Telling my family was strange, because it felt like admitting something I had spent years pretending did not exist.

I had built a mental block around it. There was no cure I could point to, so it felt easier to ignore it, drink caffeine, keep moving, and make my life look normal. Starting a company made that harder. Longer hours and routines that other people could survive started to feel unsustainable for me.

I only really started seeking help again when my eyes began to go. I would look from one object to another and there would be a delay, especially when I was tired. Now focusing can take a long time, and sports I used to love, like tennis, have become much harder. That was when I realized I could not keep pretending.

That is why I built Juno.

I know why people delay getting help. Sleep clinics can be booked for six months. A GP appointment can end with more pills and no plan. When you can still live a semi-normal life, it can feel easier to pretend you are not ill than to spend the little energy you have fighting the system.

I was lucky enough that most people could not see how bad it was. I just looked tired. But underneath, I was tired every day. Now I am trying to take care of myself properly. I use a nerve stimulator morning and evening. I take supplements. I track what is happening. I am still waiting on answers, but at least I am not trying to hold the whole picture in my head anymore.

That is what Juno should be for other people. A place to hold the notes, symptoms, sleep, medication, crashes, appointments, and patterns, so you do not have to rebuild the story every time you need care.

Chronic illness is not niche. Put ten people in a room and several of them will be living with something that affects them every day. At least one may be living with something severe enough that they do not remember what normal feels like. Juno exists because those people deserve tools built for them, not afterthoughts.

It is still evolving, and it will become much better, but I already know why it matters. I needed something like this. I am glad I get to build it.