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Water Colours, Magnetic Poetry, and a Harmonica
Take my heart while you're at it, why don't you?
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As a child I never heard one woman say to me, “I love my body.” Not my mother, my elder sister, my best friend. No one woman has ever said, “I am so proud of my body.” So I make sure to say it to Mia, because a positive physical outlook has to start at an early age.
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Probably to a fault in my own personal relationships I’ve struggled with this overpowering compassion. Just last night I was talking with a friend about an ex-partner who I was with for five years, and then when we broke up I spent two years trying to make it work as a friendship. People told me to let it go, that it was too painful, it wasn’t normal—but to me it felt so profoundly sad that I would completely detach from this person who I had this intense, wonderful relationship with, who knew me so well and who I shared such compassion with even if there were things about our relationship that became wrong or difficult. I witnessed that with my parents’ friendship: when they broke up they had to overcome terrible things between them, but they put those things aside to raise us—at least, they put those things aside in a way that made those things not our responsibility. I grew up with that forgiving compassion around me, and for me, that’s the real struggle, however passionate or hurt we feel. There’s this panic to make it okay, to make the person happy, to be forgiven.
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Juice Fast Day 10.
Day 10.
Ten days ago, I never would have thought I would make it to this day.
This is my juice corner.
Today was much better than yesterday. I was able to actually stomach juice, but I had to use way more fruits than vegetables. The only veggies I got in my juice today were romaine and cucumber—probably the most mild veggies out there. I only had three juices though. My breakfast juice was 25 ounces and the other two were 12 ounces.
This is not enough juice.
I have also been craving nuts, avocados, and coconuts like nobody’s business. I guess that means I am not getting enough fats?
Last night and tonight, I had store bough organic vegetable broth for dinner. I know this is not healthy like my homemade juice and I know I should be juicing for dinner but, quite frankly, I am sick of my juicer. I am sick of vegetables. I am sick of cleaning that damn juicer. I am sick of washing vegetables. I am sick of the taste, the smell, the texture.
I want food.
I want to chew.
I want to go out to dinner with friends.
I want to make homemade veggie burgers.
I want a salad. A huge salad filled with kale, avocados, salt, pepper, and lime.
I want a green smoothie.
I want vegan pizza.
I want a bowl of brown rice.
I want sriracha covered steamed kale.
I want brunch. Ah, brunch.
I want homemade Ezekiel bread smeared with Earth Balance and nooch.
I want Gimme Lean sausage patties dipped in agave.
I want banana soft serve.
I want a big spoonful of peanut butter.
I want raw spring rolls.
I want avocado sushi.
I want an avocado. Just that.
Please?
I know I need to juice more. I know I do. I know juicing more will help give me the nutrients I need to detox and give me the energy to function.
I am just SO sick of it. I would just as soon not eat than make any juice at all.
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