I tried a juice cleanse and it almost killed me
It’s taken me a couple days to get my thoughts together on this. What I went through Monday night was intense and upsetting and more than a little physically traumatic. But I did get my thoughts together and I published them.
This isn’t just a post about food, or juicing, or the weird state of our minds in the second decade of the 21st century. This is a post about bodies and body image, about the pressure placed on women to look and be a certain way, and how that makes women like me — women who are otherwise smart, confident, creative, and, frankly, slim — do crazy things that are often incredibly dangerous. This is a post about how I succumbed to something my friends and I often call “crazy girl brain,” tried a three day juice cleanse, and how it almost killed me on the first day. And that’s not an exaggeration.
Just published on Eater Up. This is how my week started off.