Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Almost two years ago, I took a month-long break from sugar. It was better than I thought it would be; while I haven't cut sugar out of my diet entirely, it helped me refocus my feelings about sugar. It's a treat, not a necessity. I should fill up on food, not dessert. And so on.
Unintentionally, in the past two months, I've also done the same with coffee. It started when I was going through a time of intense anxiety. I was already feeling wired and jumpy, and I wasn't sleeping well. I figured I needed to give my body a break. I didn't want to add fuel to the fire, adding caffeine on top of an already over-worked system.
I don't remember if I quit cold-turkey, or tapered things off. (Maybe I did a quick taper? Is that a thing?) But I do remember realizing I didn't need coffee to help me wake up in the morning. God would sustain me with the energy I needed for the day. Sure, there were some mornings and afternoons I felt like my brain synapses weren't quite firing on all cylinders. But I had those days when I regularly drank coffee as well!
Like sugar, I'm not writing this post to say I'm better than anyone who drinks coffee. To be honest, I miss it. I enjoy the taste, and the comfort of the routine. But again, it's a refocusing of my feelings. Coffee is a treat, not a necessity. Right now, I still only drink it occasionally because I'm unsure if it spikes anxious feelings, either through relating things like a quickened heart rate to being anxious, or other reasons. But even if I eventually go back to drinking it daily, I'd like to keep the "a treat, not a need" mentality.