I will practice welcoming my failure as a part of my healing journey. At any cost avoid giving up and throwing away every aspect of my new healthy lifestyle. So I juiced my celery this morning...yeahhhh #teamcelery And I´m pretty proud of that! Why?
Everything was going well. 14 days of @medicalmediumcleanse: „just raw fruit and vegetables“ and I felt good. As if I never had any food addiction (which is anything sweet and fatty: liqourice, cakes with whipped cream, danish pastry...now guess where I was born and raised).
I had been on the @medicalmediumprotocol for roughly 4 Months, transitioning slowly already at the beginning of the year. I made healing progress. A lot actually. My hopes were high. So how could this all change within the last 4 days? 4 days of flare-ups, old nasty symptoms taking over my body and mind: anxiety, panic-attacks, sadness, joint pain, acne, numbness, terrible fatique, puffed up +bloated looking like hell and I was a slave of my addictions again. Guess what I binged on. And I can´t even say, if „IT“ is over yet. As I am writing about it now, I have a glutenfree vegan pizza in the oven, because I need to take the throwback seriously. It´s better to feed my addiction in this „healthier way“ than binging on „Sh**“ later. I feel defeated. Looking for mistakes I made.But: There is nothing more I could have done BETTER. I commited fuly. I will not bore you with my routine, my drawers filled with supplements, herbal teas, meditations, angel-prayers, yogapractice and adrenal snacks... So what were the triggers?