100% Raw - first week or so

The first week of 100% raw I was feeling tired. I googled raw diet detox symptoms rather a few times and was rest assured that it is OK to be tired for a little while. 

A few days before I went 100% raw my abdomen felt enlarged and fibroids seemed to be at their peak greatness. I was so scared that they were growing. I had to intervene. I had to take charge. So, I stopped eating cooked food. Then stopped eggs, then bread. The last to go was coffee.

Last few days I'd go to coffee shops order an espresso and sit there for a while. For half an hour, maybe longer, and only take about three sips. I didn't want to poison my body any longer. I didn't want to feed Bob and Max (the fibroids). 

About four days into my all raw lifestyle I was starting to feel tired for a while. I lost some blood through menses but not much. Therefore, it couldn't be anaemia. I didn't want to take any chances so I juiced beetroot and used spinach as the main base for my salads. I perked up after a few days. 

I was feeling lousy - to be totally frank. 

I put it down to broken heart and lack of coffee. I loved a lot, and I drunk a lot. A lot of strong black coffee which always made me happy. The weather too, was rather miserable which was not helping. Furthermore, my cat was euthanised and my father ended up in the hospital. Reflecting on the last couple of weeks like this makes me laugh and figure that perhaps it is best to suffer all pain at once. 

Today, about the 10th day into 100% raw: I feel good. I do get the odd flashing image of fresh bread and eggs. Even a cake comes to my vision sometimes which is most strange since I have lived without cake for years now. With an exception of a few months when I lived abroad. 

My transition to raw was very long. 

In 2012 I stopped eating all artificial sugars. I also gave up all saturated fats and had my steaks lean and pink. 

In April 2015, meat, dairy and booze got ousted. By January 2016 I was back on the booze, fish, chips and cooked vegan foods. Stuff which I'd hardly ever eat. Things like chips and crisps... 

Luckily, I always ate a lot of fruit and veg and I get to continue to eat it a lot more. 

What I am saying is that going raw has so far not been painless. Moody and depressive. But, like I said previously, it could be for other reasons. Giving up coffee alone is rather tough. And I still have a feeling that I will drink it again sometime. A bit like other drugs, cigarettes and men: at first the habit to think of them seems permanent. But, everything changes and so will my cravings. 

I find that practicing giving up is the best way to get there. Do it a few times until it works. One day at the time. 

I almost went raw in the summer of 2015. But, I couldn't.

I thought that socially I was already at somewhat a difficult position because I wasn't drinking. (Most of my family and friends drink booze.) Now, I just want those fibroids out. Social outcast or not the body comes first.