>>>#19/4/23 The Cocooning is something I had been wanting to do for the past 3 years

 Now, this is it.  The Cocooning Stage along with the 3N2Y Oath.  The only change is the introduction of 2MAD, not OMAD.  I became a neurotic werewolf with OMAD.

I limit my rice intake to 50 grams daily.

In the meantime, I will still consume my Crackers/Honey/Raisins concoction.  Sarah, is it OK?  My glucose reading today is 4.9.  I don't have a problem with diabetes.  My issue is gout and hypertension.

Other than that, I am all set.  I think if I eat 2MAD, I solve my low sugar problem.

So Sarah, if everything is right, by Monday next week, I will start running.

I am full of doubt right now.  My weight had been stagnant for 9 months.  Therefore I need to have a workable plan.  That plan is to eat oats in the morning before I exercise and eat a full meal during dinner.

This is as per the suggestion by Dr. Nordin Darus; a 1 1/2 meal.  That means I will have sahur and iftar for the rest of my *li[k]e (life) as I do 2MADS. 

*OK then.  

My issue has always been with sugar.  Somehow my body cannot regulate dopamine.  Even when I was doing long-distance running, I was hyper.  Just like now when I do OMAD.

What is good for others is a potential mania timebomb for me.

I hope you understand.  My system is screwed up.  When I looked at my late father in his twilight and how he cried like a baby when he was pressured, I begin to convince myself that the illness is a genetic flaw.  He was such a macho man in his youth.  Imagine, he speared fish in crocodile-infested gullies all by himself. 

The fishes were as long as me when I was 9 years old.  My father said the gullies were so full of kelah that when he fired his spear gun, it hit 3 at a time, side by side.

Then the hoods dynamite the gullies so that they can make a quick kill (literally).  That is the [end] end to the giant kelah.  Nowadays this is a personal pride:

Sigh...  My father the Renaissance Man, what a lousy father he was.

When I confronted him on the genetic possibility of the illness, he outright denied it.  And yet this is the same [] (person) who slapped his ne[s]t (next) door neighbor until the old coot died out of shock.

So Sarah, if you think I am crazy, please bear in mind that I am doing my best to behave like the rest of the population LOL.

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