Ok, so I'd been working up to this moment for weeks. Gradually decreasing my caffeine intake so I wouldn't have horrible withdrawal symptoms. But mentally I was really, really dreading this. I just couldn't visualize my day without a cup of coffee glued to my hand.

This is how it always goes. The anticipation of giving up a food or crutch is always VASTLY WORSE than what it is like in reality. I had the same dread when I was giving up dairy and gluten.

When the day finally came, because I had run out of coffee, I woke up bleary-eyed and made myself some tea. The tea isn't the same. I miss that strong pungent taste of coffee and tea always tastes kind of like weak and wimpy. But really, I spent maybe a total of 30 seconds that first day thinking about coffee.

So don't let your brain, the little lizard-y addiction center, tell you things that aren't true about giving up foods and stuff. Your brain will lie to you and make you fearful about all kinds of things that simply aren't true. Use your reason and just do it!

So my challenge to those of you quaking in your boots about not having cream in your coffee... lets see you tackle the lizard of addiction in your brain and see if strong, reasoning human being-brain can beat a wimpy little scaredy cat lizard-brain. Eh?