It was bound to happen, living in southern CA my entire life. I tried to fight it, I shun Birkenstocks, patchuli, and hair beads. I shave my armpits, brush my hair, and bathe every day. Where did I go wrong?
I'm pretty sure the infertility did it to me. If I could pop out kids at will I'd never have thought twice about my horrible eating habits. I'd be able to eat fast food, guzzle coffee, and skip vitamins guilt-free! But now I'm buying all organic meats and produce, whole-grain breads, and trying every supplement known to man. Even my tea is organic! I have 4 different kinds sitting in my desk drawer right this very minute, and 3 are herbal.
And it's getting worse. I read that replacing most meats with plant protein improves fertility, so I keep thinking how I can incorporate soy, nuts, and beans into my diet and cut back on meat. Hard to do when I eat fast food for lunch almost every day. I wonder stuff like, "is a bean burrito from T.aco Be.ll better for me than a cold-cut sandwich from Su.bway?"
Worse yet, I am starting to buy into this whole "positive attitude is good for you" nonsense. I tell myself I should meditate, do yoga, practice visualizing the outcome I want to happen, and try not to worry about the future... And dang it but there are actually STUDIES that back it up!!
It won't be much longer before I'm eating nothing but granola and running around with the Hari Krishnas. Yep. I think I'm a goner!
Just call me Harmony Sunshine Windtree.