Violently Happy

I shut myself up in the bathroom and did something creative, rather than destroying my digestive system.


Heidi is my inspiration to eventually throw my enema bag away.


But it's hard to quit this ritual of my long standing bulimic routine.


It's not like smoking, where you get a really good gum to chew on, and get a buzz down your throat.


My butt's going to have to go cold turkey, unless Nicorette has expanded the addictive gums to include enema addicts, like me, who will need butt chew and blast.


It's time to leave childish things behind, as I learned on Oprah.


It would be too sad to give it up completely.


Maybe I can get it down to a perfected moderation.


Harmony between binge and purge. I'll find that fine line, and toe it.