The coffee was so strong it snarled as it lurched out of the pot. Betty MacDonald
That is how I like my coffee; strong Recently though, as of a week ago, I have decided to let go of coffee. Typically I was drinking 12 cups a day. Now, I’m down to 6 and am thinking soon to make it 4.
I am seriously addicted to caffeine. The first time I decided to stop drinking coffee was because someone had told me it would help lift my depression if I stopped. That was over twenty years ago, and then I stopped cold turkey. I was so sick. For two weeks I sweated at night to the point of saturation. I could ring my t-shirt out. I also had terrible diarrhea. After two weeks, I was still suffering with the side effects of no caffeine and my depression was no better. I said “fuck it” and began drinking coffee again.
This time I know not to stop cold turkey. I tell people I am giving up coffee. They’re like “why would you do that?” I’m doing it because I am tired of being slave to my addiction. I am doing it because I will save $80 a month.
I drink coffee morning, noon, and night. If I know I’m not going to have the opportunity to drink at one of these times, I buy chocolate covered espresso beans.
I was addicted to alcohol. I was addicted to nicotine. In 34 years, I have had one night of drinking. That was 24 years ago. It has been 26 years since I smoked cigarettes.
Addiction is cruel like a busted radio cranked to blasting in a small room that can’t be quieted until the batteries are removed. It’s like being shot in the head by your own hand and not dying but being left permanently disfigured.
By the grace of God, I have never been addicted to food, gambling, sex drugs (other than alcohol, caffeine, or nicotine), or shopping. I don’t live in extremes today. Maybe some would consider my life dull. I don’t. I find it refreshing. I find it peaceful.
I will give up coffee. I will not be slave to anything. I hear the saxophone. The vocalist sings of freedom.
I like this blog because it’s about addiction. People minimize caffeine addiction but I have gone through terrible withdrawals from caffeine for several days during my life. It was like a bad case of the flu – weakness, sick feeling, chills, sweats, horrendous headache…and craving for anything with caffeine in it. These days, I drink one cup of coffee in the morning and that’s it. Sleeping is really important to me. Caffeine disturbs my sleep. I also like this blog because of your excellent writing. I especially love your ending
: “I will not be slave to anything. I hear the saxophone. The vocalist sings of freedom.” That is great writing. It inspires me to remain free – of anything that might enslave me and my body. Please keep writing!