And they had begun to affect my business.
You know when you have so many battles, you don't even know which one to address.
It was at this point, someone offered me a place to stay so I could catch my breath. So I jumped at the offer and moved in.
I sensed it the moment I entered his apartment. The priest I met in church, who had offered me a place to lay my head because my marriage was driving me nuts, had invited me for a sneaky reason.
What kind of "man" uses towels with fruity designs???
As I would later learn over the next few days, this was how they "turned" straight men gay. Find a man down on his luck and low on morale, then offer some help that would later lead to something low-mantic.
Anyway, I was having none of it, so I got my sh!t together fast... which angered him and changed his whole attitude to me.
I couldn't leave though. There was nowhere else to go at the moment, so I hunkered down determined to weather his meanness.
One morning, I saw a lot of blood in my stool, and mentioned it to him because I didn't have anyone better to talk to. That was when he gave me some respite…and the hack I am about to reveal to you today.
Over the last 5 years, I'd had hemorrhoids on and off. I felt it was due to the stress of my marriage, but the real reason was that one day, I was so gravely constipated (and impatient) that I leaned over and forced out the boop.
That fateful day in the priest's home, there was so much blood in my poop that I was disturbed enough to tell my priest friend. I didn't really think he would have any tips for me. It's just that I had to talk to someone.
To my utter shock, he laughed, and laughed, and laughed till he had tears in his eyes. All the while I'm standing there feeling like a fool.
Then he spoke:
"It is pile, you idiot!"
"Hemorrhoids, you mean…" I countered.
"Pile…Hemorrhoids…It's all the same thing. You're shitting your rectum out. That's why you're bleeding"
I didn't know how to respond to his blunt talk, so I stayed silent and glared.
"But I can show you how to fix it. It's just…messy" he said with a chuckle.
And he was right!
The secret hack my priest friend showed me turned out to be messy, but it also brought the end of a 5-year nightmare.