How Toxic Freedom Got Started
By Tre’ Baity
It’s crazy how life works. I never thought the hardest battle I’d fight wouldn’t be overseas—but right here, inside my own body.
My wife, Ashley, and I spent over a decade in the Army. We flew drones and deployed three times—two tours to Iraq and one to Afghanistan. On our last deployment, we arrived at a base that had just been hit by a ballistic missile. The strike was over by the time we got there, but the aftermath was everywhere.
The gym walls were coated in thick, black soot. We walked past it every day, worked out in it, lived around it. No one said much. Eventually, a memo circulated listing all the toxins still lingering in the air—chemicals that had no business being near human lungs. But to us, it was just paperwork. We had a mission, and as soldiers, you push through and get the job done.
Then people started getting sick. Passing out. Seizing. Muscles breaking down. My own body began failing, and no one could explain why. I bounced in and out of hospitals, drowning in prescriptions—22 at one point. One day, while working out at the gym, I got a call from the ER: I needed to come in immediately. My labs showed I’d been having heart attacks and was likely having one right then.
I felt like I was dying—not just physically, but mentally, emotionally, spiritually. The meds weren’t saving me. They were numbing me. Slowly killing me.
At some point, I decided—I’m done. If I’m going out, it’s going to be on my terms.
I stopped everything. The medications. The endless appointments. The fear. I turned to prayer.
Then I turned to plants—herbs, smoothies, juicing, whole foods. I dove into learning about natural medicine, detoxing and ancient healing practices. I had to figure it out myself. Nobody else was coming.
And little by little… I started coming back.
The weight dropped. The prescriptions disappeared. My mind cleared. My spirit returned. My self returned. Through it all, Ashley was right there—my anchor, my warrior. She saw me at my lowest and believed in me when I barely could.
That healing sparked something bigger. We realized this wasn’t just our story. Countless people are silently suffering—facing mysterious health issues, feeling off but not knowing why.
That’s how Toxic Freedom was born.
It wasn’t about selling products. It was about giving people what we wished someone had handed us—a place where everything is clean, non-toxic and real. Products we trust enough to use on our son, in our home, in our lives.
We built www.toxic-freedom.com so everyone can easily access what we offer—no matter where they are. If you’re local, we provide convenient delivery right to your door in Destin, Fort Walton Beach and Miramar Beach—no traffic, no hassle. And if you’re further away, we ship nationwide with just a click, delivering clean, non-toxic living right to your doorstep.
Toxic Freedom is personal to us. We went to war overseas. Now we’re fighting a different war here at home—a war against silent toxins and ignorance.
And for healing. Real, lasting, deep healing.
That’s our mission now. And I know why we had to go through everything we did.
Because now, we’re finally doing the work we were meant to do.
Ready to make the switch? Visit www.toxic-freedom.com and bring clean, non-toxic living straight to your doorstep.
Tre’ Baity is co-founder of Toxic Freedom. He lives in Destin with his wife, Ashley, and their son.
