
Image: Laura Boyd, teatox survivor
About twelve months ago, my mind was abducted by aliens.
That is the only rational explanation I have for why I decided to undergo a 14 day ‘teatox’ (which shall remain nameless).
I was feeling chubby and just downright crappy (read: insecure). Ignoring the packet of Tim Tams that permanently resided next to my computer, or the late nights spent finishing uni assignments, I decided I needed a quick fix. Now!
‘What is a teatox, exactly?’, I hear you ask.
Teatox is short for tea detox. Each company boasts different teas to cure all of your ailments, from bad skin to bloating and stomach fat. Mine involved simply drinking a cup of tea in the morning, and every second day drinking a special ‘colon blend’ at night (WHY WERE THE ALARM BELLS NOT ALREADY RINGING?) and voila! Cue bangin’ bod, with no effort involved.
I was sold, particularly on the zero-effort part. I figured this teatox was going to help me lose weight and make me a goddess of health. It wasn’t like all those other phony detoxes, no sir! This was natural!
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“I tried a Gwyneth Paltrow detox and lived to tell the tale. Just.”
I eagerly started my teatox regimen. The instructions warned me not to brew the colon-cleanse any longer than 1 minute, as the effects would be extremely potent…which wasn’t alarming whatsoever (again, I remind you about the aliens).