I Lost a Fungus & Found Myself: A Toe Tale of Trust & TikTok
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🦶🏾 The Toe That Wouldn’t Quit
Look. I wasn’t gonna say anything. Because this isn’t the kind of story you just offer up in polite conversation. But we’re family now and if you’ve been on this journey with me, you already know that my freedom came with detours, drama, drywall dust, and divine downloads.
So let me tell you the truth: I had a fungus on my big toe. And it would. not. quit.
Three. Months. Deep. Every day I was trying all the “normal” solutions. Creams. Antifungal drops. Prayers. A little shame. Still… the fungus said, “Nah, I live here now.”
🧪 Enter: Mayan Medicine & TikTok Magic
Then one day, scrolling TikTok like I do when my soul needs answers I didn’t know I was asking for I found her. Some beautiful bruja from the Yucatán dropped a DIY Mayan remedy for foot fungus, and when I tell you my ancestors did the Harlem Shake in the background, I knew this was a sign.
The recipe?
Vicks VapoRub
Baking soda
Peroxide
Vinegar
Lime
A toothbrush (yes, honey… we scrubbin’)
And optional: cotton wrap or bandage overnight
I didn’t hesitate. That same night, I applied it like a ceremonial offering. Wrapped that toe up like a tamal. Laid down. And let the ancestors cook.
😳 One Night with the Ancestors
I woke up and looked down. White. The fungus turning white overnight.
I gasped. I laughed. I damn near cried. Because it wasn’t just healing.
It was a message. My body didn’t need more medicine. It needed remembrance.
💫 Fungus as a Life Lesson? Actually, Yes.
This all happened the same week I was preparing to leave a toxic apartment.
A space filled with moldy ceilings, rotting cabinets, electricity that cut out when I made a hot meal, and a landlord who ghosted like a baby daddy with no data plan.
I’d been tolerating it.
Just like I’d tolerated that toe. Hoping the problem would just “go away” with time.
But what I learned is sometimes you don’t heal by ignoring. You heal by aligning.
And when I chose to leave that apartment, stand up to the gatekeeper that had been overcharging me, and trust my own path even my damn toe got the message.
🔍 The Body Never Lies but It Will Wait.
My toe had been waiting for me to trust myself.
Not the meds.
Not the systems.
Not the landlords or agents or quiet suffering.
Just. Me.
Once I listened, it healed. Because everything else in my life was healing too.
🧘🏽♀️May Your Toes Lead You Home
Sometimes healing looks like a silent toe that’s been holding onto old energy.
Sometimes it looks like a TikTok remedy wrapped in Mayan wisdom.
Sometimes it looks like the courage to say, “This isn’t working and I deserve better.”
To anyone dealing with hidden pain physical, emotional, spiritual I say: Scrub it. Bless it. Wrap it. Release it.
The solution might come in a whisper, a post, a vision, or a fungus. 👀But the moment you trust yourself again? You’ll start to see the healing everywhere.
With toes, timelines, and ancestral tenderness,
NikitheOracle 🧿👣💅🏾
An excellent message, Thank you♥️