My mobile phone rang and I recognised the number right away; it was one of the therapists I’d been seeing. This particular therapist performed colonic irrigation treatments. I’d started these trendy treatments the year before and they’d become a huge part of my addictive cycle. My polluted mind had decided they provided a clean slate when things went ‘wrong’ during and between diets.
A reputable therapist will not perform the number of treatments I received at the intervals I received them. To grace this person with the title ‘therapist’ is doing an injustice to those who place their clients’ health ahead of their own pocket. But at the time, I believed she was some kind of guru. To my mind, I’d found a therapist who would . . .Read More