It's been close to 72 hours since I've last eaten. I've been surviving off 1-2 glasses of Jarritos a day plus a good bit of Fruit Punch. I suppose the juice actually has some 'specks' of food in it but it's not food per say.
The funny thing is that when I went on a week long fast for spiritual reasons, my stomach was giving me all sorts of hell. I would only eat 1 meal a day and only after sundown. The first day was torture, so by day 7 my body was slapping me around like a red-headed stepchild. It was like I was dying every day and I guess that was the purpose of the fast. It was to purposefully break my body into submission of my spirit and soul, which should ultimately be the 2 parts of me that should be in control. I believe our body is a democracy and is made up of 3 parts: spirit, soul, and body. Only 2 of the 3 are needed to persuade me to do anything. The soul is usually the mediary while the spirit and body wage war with each other, though 'controlling' if you will the swing vote known as my soul. I didn't want to try to explain all of that, but that's how I perceive fasting and how it works in a spiritual sense.
The reason I did this was pretty stupid I guess. Part of it is depression I suppose, as I'm realizing that I'm beginning to hate the life I've created for myself. It's a process that happens over days and I didn't make sure that where I was heading was the correct path, so for now I suffer until I can work to get out of the rut. The other reason is that I was promised dinner on both nights, and didn't receive anything. Hell I would have paid for dinner but I was generally too busy to think about it until sometimes 11pm or later. I don't eat that close to bed any more because it does a number on my stomach. I needed help, but I received none. Funny thing is, the same people who promised me dinner get severely pissed off when I don't pick them up something. Go figure.
Surprisingly it's not hard, especially since I have enough fat to feed myself for probably a good week or so. The only issues I'm having is generally the whole toxicity thing. My body is having slight aches and pains right now because it's trying to figure out how to keep itself running. I'm kind of amazed at how well it is doing its job, despite the fact that I'm not helping it at all. I could probably go a good couple of days before I started to have serious problems, like affected motor ability and other degraded performance issues.
I don't recommend this for anyone at any time. This is not some cool diet or a way to lose weight. It will work, but the toll it puts on your body is incredibly straining. I'm surprised I've lasted this long actually, but going any longer will probably prove to be a very bad idea. I will be eating tonight at one of my favorite fast food places (Backyard Burger) so I'm trying to keep it as close to the 72 hour mark as I can. I am getting hungry just thinking about the food but I need to take this time to keep my portions small and try to eat slowly. This is a very rare chance for me to retrain the way I eat, so I need to take it wisely. If I do it wrong, it'll throw my body into fat storage overload because it'll think I'm going to starve it again which could be the case if I don't bother to stick my head up long enough to put food in my face.