I should have known something was different the moment I took that half scoop.
It was evening. Just another supplement, I thought. Just another promise. I'd been burned before by the industry's empty claims, but something whispered to me: give it one more chance.
Morning arrived like it always does, unforgiving, relentless. I made my way to the bathroom, steeling myself for the usual ordeal. What happened next, I still struggle to put into words.
The deed was done. I reached for the paper, bracing for the inevitable. One wipe.
Nothing.
My hand froze. This couldn't be right. I checked the paper like a detective examining evidence at a crime scene. Clean. Impossibly clean.
Disbelief washed over me. Some kind of fluke, surely. A trick of the light. I wiped again, my heart pounding.
Nothing.
I sat there in stunned silence, the truth slowly dawning on me like sunrise breaking through storm clouds. This wasn't luck. This wasn't a miracle.
This was DigestMax.
Half a scoop. That's all it took. One half scoop to change everything I thought I knew about digestive supplements.
They said it would work. I just never believed them.
10/10 would experience existential crisis in my bathroom again.
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