I Quit Coffee

It's been two months without having my jolt of anxiety first thing in the morning.

Coffee Tasting in Colombia

I have a love-hate relationship with coffee. As in, I mostly love it 90% of the time, and the other 10% of the time, it leaves me anxious, jittery, and craving sugar each time I have a cup.

Unfortunately, my brain has linked coffee with sugary substances, probably because I do not drink black coffee. I like a little sugar, milk, and two cups before noon.

Even though I do not prefer black coffee, if it is good coffee, I will drink it black, and in Georgia, they had good, robust coffee.

They also had little individualized packets, and while traveling, these were perfect. Plus, they were like 10 cents each. So, each time I was at the market, I would pick up a couple for breakfast.

However, I was not considering how strong even the cappuccinos were, and by 3 p.m., I was an anxious ball of energy, and my hands would not stop shaking.

I, of course, could not figure out why I was anxious, and one day, I was on my 3rd cup of coffee of the day, and I knew I had a problem.

I had a significant coffee/sugar issue, and it had to stop.