Oops! Ok, so I got so involved with all the emotional stuff, I forgot to tell you what I ate yesterday. DUH!
Breakfast:
Water, an avocado, a mango, some strawberries and a bit of chocolate candy
Lunch:
German chocolate cake
Dinner:
A pear half and some chocolate ganache.
BTW, Jay was just BEYOND nice to me while I went through all that crud yesterday. Just held me when I cried, backed off when I screamed, and generally let me be a stark-raving-mad lunatic while holding a loving and sacred space for me to come home to when I was done being wacked out. Isn’t he just the most wonderful man? God, I love him!!! He kept telling me that michael ryce (who prefers to have his name written without capitals) says that when you are going through detox, feel at your lowest, like you absolutely are at rock-bottom, the world is coming to an end and you just can’t take another second … that is when you stand in your greatest moment of power. I rolled my eyes and just wanted to yell, “Yeah RIGHT!” when he told me that, but I think I get it now. If you can push through that moment (or day or whatever) and come out the other side without turning to cooked food to stuff it down, you really see how strong and capable you are. Giving up cooked food is definitely the hardest thing I have ever done. But I am so glad I did it! And grateful beyond words that I had Jason there to hold my hand, wipe away my tears, and even offer to let me kick his ass if I thought it would help. What a doll! (Like I could kick his ass. The man can lift 400 pounds without breaking a sweat — literally! And I’d never want to hit him. But it was nice of him to offer himself up as a punching bag.)
So anyhow, on to the lessons I learned.
