I’m not only cleaning out the toxins in my body, I’m cleaning out the toxins in my life as well. Today I went through my closet. I got rid of a TON of clothing. I thought about doing the “333 Project”, but because most of my clothes are lounge clothes, or workout clothing, I wouldn’t really be getting rid of much. I did donate nearly $1000 worth of clothing and shoes. I paired down quite a bit and reorganized my closet. Three days in, I have learned a lot about myself, so here’s five things I have learned:
5. Cleanse Pee is funny. Yep, that’s right, there I said it. When I think of a detox cleanse, I think of crapping your brains out, but that’s not the case. I have been on the toilet A LOT these last three days, not pooping, but peeing, and peeing, and peeing. And it’s not a natural color either. It’s more of a neon green color. It makes me laugh. I don’t know why. Maybe because it’s $400 pee going down into the sewers of Niceville and into the Gulf of Mexico.
4. My back does not hurt nearly as much. This was a surprising side effect that I was not expecting at all. For some reason my back does not hurt. Even after an hour of Cory kicking my ass at Physical Therapy (my therapist), it still does not hurt.
3. I am not nearly as skeptical of cleanses now. A few years ago, you asked me about doing cleanses, I would have looked at you like you were standing next to Jeffery Dahmer. I am one of those people who state emphatically cleanses don’t work, and don’t waste your time with them. There is no way this is going to work. It’s much too painful to not eat enough calories drink a shitload of water, and pee your brains out. It really is not that horrible. I don’t feel as crappy as I expected to. Though, I will say anyone considering doing a cleanse, it can be an emotional roller coaster. I find myself a little bit moody (psycho), and my ADHD symptoms are far worse than normal. My concentration is horrible right now.
2. I have a LOT of shit I don’t really need. It was an odd lesson today, as I was going through my stuff and cleaning it out. I keep too much, and I have too much. There is no reason to keep a shirt that you have not worn in three years, absolutely none. I even considered getting rid of the last remnant of my old life– you know the materialistic, negative bitchy life I led after Ryan was diagnosed. I almost listed my last Louis Vuitton on EBay, but packed it away instead. I know a 9-year-old who is getting one hell of a graduation present in another 9 years :). Anyway, my closet is much lighter. Not 33 articles of clothing light, but light enough.
1. I am blessed. There is really no explanation needed for this. You don’t know what you have until it’s gone. I have learned to let go of little things. Some things are not worth the pain.