My brain doesn’t always eat healthy and it hates me for it.
I feed it self-doubt; sometimes I binge on insecurities. Then I get an uncontrollable thirst for reassurance. There aren’t many options around me so it’s a challenge not to get drunk on negativity, especially when those who surround me have been hungover on bad experiences for so long.
But moderation is key. Heavy consumption can easily make you sick from the inside out; word vomit comes bursting out of nowhere when you take too much junk in. Unleashing the bad thoughts creates a domino effect — everyone becomes affected with infecting bitterness. Those exposed can get nauseous from the simple sight, causing them to lose their appetite to get better. No one seems sweet anymore.
They’ll say get medical help, but this kind of food poisoning has no definite cure. Balance and therapeutic activities are the only prescriptions available.
Your life is like a buffet — if you don’t bite into temptation, you can easily pick what’s good for you and leave what isn’t, untouched. I’d serve myself some self-assurance with a side of peace of mind for my main course, followed by happiness for dessert, because nothing tastes better than that.
Detoxing is essential to get rid of all the shit holding us back. But first, you must be hungry for change.