Detox Cry for Help

*OFFICIAL TMI WARNING…..
Between the holiday brunch and the massive shrimp dinner at the holiday dinner buffet……my body took an over abundant hit of food. While turning into a social butterfly, I also turned into a foodie. The holidays will do that to you. Food and wine simply appear and you do not have to make much of an effort. It simply appears in front of you and ends up in your hands. As I awoke the next morning, I was placed in the impossible position of being bloated and hungry at the same time. It is something that I would not wish on an enemy.
My body was filled to capacity, and nothing was moving much to my dismay. Something drastic had to be done. I found my senna in the cabinet and quickly boiled some tea. It is funny how we often have the answer to our problems within reach but have yet to put two and two together. At the stroke of midnight, the toilet became my friend. For approximately thirty minutes, the toilet captured the waste as my eyes drenched my face with tears. It is not uncommon to cry while on the toilet; however, it is becoming more and more frequent for me. This particular episode was such a release for me. Everything was going inside of my body but nothing was coming out. It was awful. Bilious even presented itself but it was no match for the peppermint oil that I quickly consumed. Three o’ clock found me back on the toilet which then contributed to my insomnia. Needless to say, a proper detox is in order and will be started shortly.

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