I recently wrote an article about recovering from love addiction. Immediately after sending the piece to my editor, I found myself back in the arms of two loving men, whom I started a secret relationship with a couple of years back. Unlike most men, they know exactly what I need, and they hit the spot every time. One goes by the name of Ben and the other Jerry.
I had traded one addiction for another; no longer craving the need for a man's touch to make me feel whole, I turned to cold, creamy ice cream.
This particular fix not only filled me up, but it just so happened to fill me out. Obviously my weight ballooned up, bringing with it low self-esteem. My higher self patiently watched, as my sugar addiction took over my ability to make rational decisions.
The problem was I was feeding the addiction on a regular basis. My body never had time to recover. I found myself thinking: ‘If only I could go three days without having sugar, then I could potentially break the cycle,’ but then a new social opportunity would pop up and I would find myself holding wedding cake, birthday cake, or a cocktail.
Let's get real, the problem wasn't sugar; the real issue was the reason I turned to sugar in the first place. Until I got to the bottom of my obsession I would never be able cure my sweet little secret habit.
How did I go about this? Well as Albert Einstein famously said, "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results," which means in order to get new results we must do something radically different. Radically different for me, meant tackling a 30-day detox for the body, mind and soul.
I called it Operation Self-Love 30-Day Detox and it included: