Yesterday, I read a comment about the Ease-In that struck me as interesting at the time, and would later seem even more relevant.
I came up with the Ease-In because I wanted to stretch out the benefits of eating well (namely: less food and no bad foods) over two weeks for a ten day cleanse. And though I still feel the concept is sound, last night I was dreading both the Ease-In and the cleanse.
I’ll admit I have contemplated not sharing this faltering confidence, but since everyone shares their feelings so deeply, I thought I should, too. Perhaps it is the semi-constant stress I have been feeling lately, or just the standard anxiety of staring down the barrel of two weeks of self-control. I still have a lot of work to do on my outlook on certain things, particularly my health.
I would like to describe myself as healthy, and would prefer not to be thought of as a hypochondriac. I do look at my health as a proactive responsibility. When something is bothering me about my health, I want answers, and frankly I think I deserve them. As do you.
The health system in my country blows. It is so ass-backwards, and especially slow to recognize and implement obvious strategies to anyone who has ever had some kind of health concern. Doing battle with the lethargic and irrelevant status quo of modern medicine can be frustrating, to say the least.
I won’t go into the specific details of the nature of my concerns in this post, but I might in another. Nor will I steal too much more from the topic of juicing and soups of the second day of the Ease-In. Frankly, I only mention it as a quick venting session, and to give context to my day.