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Algo rojo#story #historia

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He took the flower of Jamaica every day, as if it were water, his name was Paola. Everything began as something that seemed a good decision, wanted to feel lighter. More comfortable with his body, he had heard that Jamaica's flower helped a lot, so he prepared a large jar, a refreshing color, and began to take it during the day. A step in the morning, another in the afternoon, another in the night, little by little he became his main drink. It was no longer something occasional, it was part of his routine. At first everything seemed to work, it felt lighter, more comfortable, and thought it was going to be a good path. But with the passing of the days, something began to change. First he noticed a slight tension, then a different feeling raised. A small yellow that appeared and went away, it did not give importance, it followed the same. Every day, the same drink without changing, until one morning, to put on foot, he had to stop. The body did not respond the same. It felt weak, it remained in silence, trying to understand what was going on. It reminded his routine, the jar, the glasses, the days repeating the same, decided to inform and understood something that had not been considered. Some natural drinks have specific effects in the body, and when they consume excess or replace other options, they can generate imbalance. Paola remembered each day, each decision, every time he thought that it was better, but not always like that. Everything had started with something that seemed healthy, a natural drink, a daily routine, and a small excess that went unbearable. From then on, he did a simple change, he varied what he took back. Because sometimes the balance is not to stop consuming something, but not to convert it into the only one.