At 67, Ellen DeGeneres reveals triple diagnosis

Ellen DeGeneres went from America’s beloved TV sweetheart to a woman fighting for her health, her sanity, and her place in the world. When the cameras stopped rolling, the real collapse began. Bones turning fragile, mind racing, memory slipping — all while the world watched her fall. She thought she’d just torn a ligam… Continues…

When Ellen DeGeneres finally stepped away from the spotlight, it wasn’t by choice, and it wasn’t graceful. The woman once synonymous with effortless joy found herself navigating physical pain so intense she could barely stand, only to learn it was osteoporosis quietly weakening her from the inside. What she first believed was a simple injury became a symbol of how quickly life can fracture, even for those who seem unbreakable.

Therapy then forced her to confront what her childhood faith had taught her to ignore: the invisible battles in her own mind. Labels like OCD and ADHD arrived late in life, reshaping how she understood her past and her relentless drive for perfection. Now living quietly in England with Portia di Rossi, she’s no longer the queen of daytime TV. Instead, she’s something far rarer in Hollywood: a woman learning to live with her flaws fully exposed, still standing, even on fragile ground.

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