Joshua Cuono
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I'm not sure of anything specific regarding this matter, but I felt I should probably bring it up.
Last Thursday, I went to see my doctor. I wanted to put the idea of Candida on the table (as someone had suggested that it might be the case). Prior to that, I went and researched as much as I possibly could on the subject of candida - and found some shocking truths that could probably confirm that I have it.
Not long ago, I went to have a colonoscopy - and they had me take a bowel cleanse as prep. This cleanse was so strong, I barely had to drink the whole thing to get it to work. Not only that, but the effects were running even as I was in the waiting room.
If that wasn't coincidence enough, a LOT of Candida symptoms mentioned on research pages correlate to what I experience daily (and have been for at least a year or so).
So I went to the doctor to see if he thought this was the case - and at the end, what he did irritated me so much that I left, silently cursing him in my mind.
He typecasted me.
The FUCKING BASTARD typecasted me.
No, not on my religion either. I doubt he knows I'm on Father's side, but he sure as hell knows I've been diagnosed as mentally ill. So he decides to rule out that I'm just spouting nonsense because I'm mentally ill, thus my statements lose a TON of credibility.
Today, shit's been getting worse. I feel extremely dry, my body is parched in certain areas, my anus is getting constantly clogged by hair, and to top it all off, my sex drive has taken such a big hit that I can no longer orgasm. I can get an erection, but can no longer ejaculate like I used to.
I'm worried at this point - something's targetting me, and Orobas and Flauros apparently can't keep up with the rush.
Either this is due to something I've done, or it's something I'm not aware of yet. I can't be certain.
But right now, meditation is not only my biggest hurdle, but it's my crutch - without the power I need (and that I lack), I can't ask Father for help. I'm like a pitiful wolf that's lost a leg, and has no fangs.
I can't call 911, nor do I really have anyone to turn to now. I'm frustrated, feeling awful, and now I'm losing my grip on my own humanity.
I have no idea what I should do. Any suggestions?
Last Thursday, I went to see my doctor. I wanted to put the idea of Candida on the table (as someone had suggested that it might be the case). Prior to that, I went and researched as much as I possibly could on the subject of candida - and found some shocking truths that could probably confirm that I have it.
Not long ago, I went to have a colonoscopy - and they had me take a bowel cleanse as prep. This cleanse was so strong, I barely had to drink the whole thing to get it to work. Not only that, but the effects were running even as I was in the waiting room.
If that wasn't coincidence enough, a LOT of Candida symptoms mentioned on research pages correlate to what I experience daily (and have been for at least a year or so).
So I went to the doctor to see if he thought this was the case - and at the end, what he did irritated me so much that I left, silently cursing him in my mind.
He typecasted me.
The FUCKING BASTARD typecasted me.
No, not on my religion either. I doubt he knows I'm on Father's side, but he sure as hell knows I've been diagnosed as mentally ill. So he decides to rule out that I'm just spouting nonsense because I'm mentally ill, thus my statements lose a TON of credibility.
Today, shit's been getting worse. I feel extremely dry, my body is parched in certain areas, my anus is getting constantly clogged by hair, and to top it all off, my sex drive has taken such a big hit that I can no longer orgasm. I can get an erection, but can no longer ejaculate like I used to.
I'm worried at this point - something's targetting me, and Orobas and Flauros apparently can't keep up with the rush.
Either this is due to something I've done, or it's something I'm not aware of yet. I can't be certain.
But right now, meditation is not only my biggest hurdle, but it's my crutch - without the power I need (and that I lack), I can't ask Father for help. I'm like a pitiful wolf that's lost a leg, and has no fangs.
I can't call 911, nor do I really have anyone to turn to now. I'm frustrated, feeling awful, and now I'm losing my grip on my own humanity.
I have no idea what I should do. Any suggestions?
