No perfume, no sex. Or why I’m going crazy

It’s going to be a few months already I’ve been going crazy. Some of you will maybe think now – nothing new, it’s been years! And you are right. Ups and downs do make my life crazy. And crazy is also one of the easiest words to characterize me the fastest way possible.

But this time it is a different kind of craziness. It is not skydiving or any other flying or extreme sports I will do a lot of for Adventure and spa project this year. This is not that crazy I’m talking now.

In September 2012 I got spots all over my forehead, cleavage and upper back. The maximum number of any rash through my whole life you could ever see on my skin was maybe 2 or 3 spots at the same time and only before/during you know, women days. This time it was hundreds of little ones everywhere. And big rash on my neck and forearms too. I had never had a single spot on my back before and been always proud of my smooth shining skin all over my body so this was a huge shock!

I was researching online what it could be as I don’t like to go to doctors who only give you antibiotics or other chemicals to suppress the result instead of looking for the reason. 

The only thing I was sure of was that it must have been caused by my lifestyle, most probably food. Having worked as a healthy lifestyle consultant a few years ago I knew things like allergy, many metabolism problems, internal organs not working properly or more of a serious health problem could be the reason of rash.

I admit I started to freak out. First I used my best buddy – aloe vera gel that have always helped me to get rid of scars, spots, cuts, burns and bruises when traveling around the world. I saw a small improvement but not a big deal. I decided not to spend my time in any summer destination so there was no need for light tank tops or bikinis until I get rid of it.

None of my other beauty tips like olive oil or avocado helped to clear up the little skin rash. Only the big red itchy spots disappeared from my forearms and neck and I found out they were caused by my allergy to chamomile. I did drink chamomile tea in September and October when in Costa Brava and Liguria. My fault.

But I still had no idea where all the little spots on my skin were coming from. Apart from some injuries, scratches and burns I got when on the road, I was known for baby-butt soft skin! Heeelp, I’m going crazy!

I was really scared it was something super serious. After my uncle died of cancer back in November 2011, the worst ideas were going through my head. And that’s me, usually FAR away from being a hypochonder.

So then in December I took a chance and decided to visit a doctor who came over for a day to my home town where I was for Christmas. This doctor is kind of a bio doctor who heals everything with healthy food and only natural products without any chemicals. Something I could trust.

He told me some things I knew already, but also many others. For the first time in my life someone told me why it has been so difficult for me to breathe – the capacity of my lungs has been 1/4 smaller than of any other person. So all the hiking and not being able to catch a breath was not because of not being fit like many could think, but because my lungs just could never absorb as much oxygen and as quickly as of a normal person. That’s why hiking in the Andes seemed impossible at times!

The doctor also stated I had no problems with internal organs but a sort of mold somewhere, most probably from old food or something.

I had to go through detox!

After 5 and a half years when for some 3 – 4 months I was eating just fruit, vegetables, drinking healthy tea, not eating anything sweet, going to the gym every day and also swimming a few times per week, the need of detox hit me again now.

I know, it’s been WAY too long without real detoxing. OMG, more than 5 years! I know, I am guilty! Punch me in the face.

Sometimes trying to be fit when traveling, but usually not giving a damn, now I had to make a big change! But changes are good, right? I tried to persuade myself …

It all started a week before Christmas when I gave up so many things for uncertain period of time.

no sex and healthy diet? WHAT?

It means no sex to me. I stopped taking birth control pills to fully detox my liver and I just don’t want to take any risk when it comes to babies. 

I reckon thinking a lot about children in the past few days. I even posted on Twitter I decided I wanted to have kids 100%. Most probably this idea has been on my mind more often recently as I started to realize that one of my biggest dreams – getting married at 28 – will not happen.

This detox also means as few chemicals as possible – no perfume, no deodorant, no shower gel, no lipstick, no body lotion, no nail polish, no dying my hair. And on the contrary, a healthy diet. That’s one of the reasons why I am in my home town for so long. It is much easier to do all this while at my mum’s, and at least I can plan my Adventure and spa project properly and get all the necessary things for it.

Now I am almost cured. 90% of the rash is gone! It’s almost over …

Do you ever go detoxing? How many of you expected a completely different story to why I’m going without sex? Be honest