Food Sensitivity Test Results with EverlyWell

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How a simple test saved me from another long road of suffering.

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Before I get into my test results from my at-home food sensitivity test with Everlywell (watch the unboxing & finger pricking video here), I want to dive into my experience with food sensitivities prior to and confirmed by this test. I’ll also talk about how this test saved me from another long road of suffering, trying to find the cause of my next big issue.

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Tick-Tock

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He could hear the ticking echo through his ears. When the minute hand moved he felt the stinging in his heart which grew stronger and stronger. He knew he was running out of time.

His breath felt like thunder, shaking in his bones. Each step he ran was a race against the hour hand.

Tick.

The pain in his chest brought red dots to his eyes. Stumbling on the pavement he kept on because he knew he had no time.

Collapsing inside their cage, his lungs began to cave. Every breath was forced and shallow. The doubt began to fill in the hollow thoughts. Would he make it?

Tock.

He lost his breath. The pain spread from his chest like a virus. The world before him began to blur. Like a blind man he kept forwards. His feet like cement, the effort to keep moving torturous. His whole body ached, but he could not stop now.

Tick.

A cry escaped his lips. Everything was cloaked in darkness. He was so close. Nearly there. But time keeps ticking and his end was near.

Just move forward. Don’t give in.

Tock.

His heart began to beat in time with the second hand. Each heartbeat roared in his head. His rib cage tightened, restricting his lungs, and crushing his heart. No longer could he continue on as his legs buckled underneath his weight.

Her arms reached for him, but she was too late. By the time she revealed the watch attached to his chest, the hour and minute hand ticked together as he let out his last breath.

With a sob she took the device in her hand and removed the brass watch from his flesh. The golden numbers spread around the face was covered with a brass rib-cage.

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The Taste of Heartbreak

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The taste of heartbreak on my tongue
Is like cherry cough syrup
The acid climbing up the walls of my throat
Burns
Just like your lack of words.

Here I am and I gave you my all
And for what reason
When you can’t be bothered to talk

Well I have fallen
Now I’m crashin’ and burnin’
Over you
No more “I love you”s
No more begging for you to see
When I’ve got the taste of heartbreak on my teeth

Oh the foolishness
How I wanted to be…
Oh the silliness
How I pretend not to see
Your lack of affection towards me

Here I stand and I gave you my all
For what reason
When you can’t be bothered to call?

Well I have fallen
Now I’m crashin’ and burnin’
Over you
No more “I love you”s
No more begging for you to see
When I’ve got the taste of heartbreak on my teeth

Can’t turn around, we can’t go back
I want to hide my face, cover my eyes
Because when I see you I know my chest will ache

Here I kneel at your feet and I gave you my all
For what reason
When you could care less where I fall?

Well I have fallen
Now I’m crashin’ and burnin’
Over you
Over you
Over you
No more “I love you”s
No more begging for you to see
When I’ve got the taste of heartbreak on my teeth
No more loving you
No more asking for you to love me
When I’ve got the

Taste of heartbreak on my tongue
Is like cherry cough syrup

A Stressed Poetic Vent

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There’s so many

Thoughts and feelings

I’m experiencing

Right now

And I’m trying my damnest

To get them all out

On to paper

And into words

Truth be told

I have no idea what’s going on

In my head

In my heart

I want to blame it on others

But for what?

Why am I so stressed

And upset?

Does it have anything to do with you

Or am I just imagining it?

That must be the answer

That it’s all in my mind

Because when I talk to  you

All is fine.

Then what is this panic in my lungs

The frustration

I am numb

with?

Is it all fabricated?

Why am I so dramatic,

What is wrong with me,

What is the source of these feeling

That are pilling into me?

Just write them down

Write them down

Let them all out

Once I am done I’ll have nothing to worry about.

But what if they don’t go away?

What if they lay inside

And start to decay

Rotting my insides

Day after day

How the hell

Am I supposed to live this way?

It’s Okay

It’s Okay

It’s all in your mind.

It’s Okay

It’s Okay

You just need a long night

rest

A good,  rested sleep

That’ll melt away the stress

The grime,

The death,

Be gone

Be gone

And never come back.

Hybrid

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I am here to tell you a story

Of how I became to be

A tale so outrageous

That you may not believe me

But trust me that every word is true

Because I was once a skeptic like you.

Well it started like this

I was born just an average human

And over a series of crazy events

I became a hybrid.

The day was like any other

Just hanging out with my best friends

When they came up with this idea

(The catalyst)

To try a spell

That would change our lives

That would allow us to become

Mermaids.

We knew such a spell did not exist

But she persisted

So we gave in.

Under the full moon

In her pool

We chanted the words

Into the night, so cool.

Once we were done

We opened our eyes

And looked down

Without a surprise

Our legs were still legs

No scales or fins

We were just a few foolish girls

Who thought they could become fish.

Well little did I know

That was my first mistake

Not truly believing in the power of magic.

The days went by in a blur

Not noticing the change occur

The subtle desire for salt

Or the bathtub littered with scales.

It hadn’t even been one full moon cycle

When the next even took place

I was at the club

Dancing my worries away.

He came up with a devilish grin

And I let him take my hand

His dark eyes glistened mischievous

His crimson lips, smiling

As he pulled me off the dance floor

And into his arms

My heart racing,

An effect of his mysterious charm.

He kissed my neck

His tongue surveying my flesh

When I felt the lightest pinch

Tremble in my skin.

The strobe lights went black

I could feel myself falling

Not quite sure where I would land.

I awoke to someone calling

Out my name

My head felt heavy

As I awake from my daze

With a hand on my forehead

And my eyes squinted

I saw my friend kneeling

Before me.

She sighed in relief

When I opened my eyes

I still couldn’t remember a thing

So I asked her why.

She replied with a shrug

And gave me her hand

To help me up

We were in an ally

Next to the trash

I rubbed on my neck

Where I felt something resembling a rash.

I figured I could put ointment on it

And that I’d be OK

Little did I know

That was my second mistake.

The rash seemed to spread

Into my veins

Making them pulse red

In the light of the day.

The headaches began

Along with the stomach pains

The change was coming quick

And there was nothing I could do to stop it

I spent most of the following days inside

In the dark

Not daring to leave my room

Not for anyone.

Until my mother asked a favor of me

One I did not refuse

Because I didn’t want to be silly

Here I present to you

Mistake number three

The clincher if you will

To this ridiculous story.

Berry picking I went

With a hooded cape

And wooden basket.

Protected from the light

-Yet not-

I could feel the rays of sun

So hot.

Penetrating the thick fabric

I wore.

Ignoring the pain

I followed the path

Until I reached the right spot.

I bent on my knees

And picked as fast as I could

Anything to get back inside my room

Through the fabric of my hood

I could not hear

The danger a-foot.

They came from nowhere

With a mighty roar

Tearing through my clothes

With teeth like razors.

I screamed and kicked

But they got my skin

Revealing dark red blood that glistened.

At last I tore myself free

And it seemed at first

That they were looking confused at me.

I scooped up my basket

And ran away

Looking back

To see the wolf staring back at me.

I slammed the front door with a thud

Dropped the berries

And continued to run.

I cleaned my wounds

But did not expect

To find nothing but healthy skin

Under the bloody mess.

Now is when I began to see

Something was terribly wrong with me.

What girl is self-healing

And burns in the sun?

Who else craves salt water

So much?

The next full moon was fast approaching

And the change progressed

Everyday I felt different

Everyday I felt human a little bit less.

On that night

My body hurt so bad I couldn’t move

At least,

Not when I wanted to.

The moon overhead

Let off a deceitful glow

And the after-effects began to show.

My body was drenched in sweat

As I tried to transform

But it wasn’t sure what to do

With all the viruses that swarmed

Through my veins

Each turning into something else

Entirely.

Fur grew from my pores

And scales sprouted on my legs.

My teeth elongated into fangs

And I developed a strong desire

For flesh.

And the night carried on like that

In a state of in-between

Between beasts and humanity.

My body trembled uncontrollably

Until the night’s end

When I stayed in bed

Too exhausted to move

Too traumatized

To close my eyes.

From that night on

They symptoms were more intense

More immediate.

It took me a few moon cycles

To control them

The other sides of me

That lied within

Just under the surface

Ready to take over

At any given moment.

The mermaid

The vampire

The werewolf

All trapped inside this body

All apart of me.

So that is my story

Of how I became to be

Of how the magic

And venom

Mixed like toxic inside of me

To create a being

That should not exist

An abomination

A hybrid.

Disorder

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Bi-polar disorder are you my beholder?

Spinning tossing sinking into the sea

I’m falling.

….

I’m sinking not swimming help me I’m drowning

Sickness weakness is there a treatment

For me?

….

I don’t feel like a whole, twirling out of control

My emotions are in a frenzy, I’m not thinking clearly

….

Fuzzy Rusty I’m feeling a bit dizzy

Heartbeat retreat a little off beat

Today.

….

Anger monster here are my true colors

Second minute is there a difference?

Time is loose.

….

I don’t feel like a whole, twirling out of control

My emotions are in a frenzy, I’m not thinking clearly

….

Lost gone all is wrong

False pulse I give you my faults

I’ve cracked.

….

Rough tough I’ve had enough

Broken fallen my entire world is crumbling

Down.