Coffee - Is it an Addiction???
Coffee vs Tea
My Struggle to give up Coffee
It's doubtful anyone enjoys sitting in traffic. There are some who make crazy or idiotic moves when on the road which evoke angry emotions or shake some pretty badly. How many people drive to work each day after hitting a Starbucks drive through? We've all witnessed what I'm talking about regarding people's driving....we've all heard about and maybe even witnessed road rage, perhaps even gesturing at others in such a way to entice it. My mom has a theory: road rage is at least in part, the result of people being all "jacked up" as she puts it, on coffee. Seems rationale to me.
I love coffee and started drinking it when I was 16, black, just as my parents did. A past boyfriend turned me on to drinking it with cream and a little sugar...yum. I currently live near Seattle and have lived in and near Kona. I've tasted some really good coffee during my lifetime.
When pregnant, I was told by my doctor a cup of coffee each morning was fine. I typically drank not one, but two, and this didn't change just because I was expecting. After I gave birth and discussed coffee consumption with our Pediatrician in relation to breast feeding, she said one - two cups a day would be fine and that it was also her drug of choice.
Now I am someone, who in my past, used other drugs which most everyone would likely consider addictive. I do still enjoy 1 -2 glasses of wine on some evenings, a couple days a week. On rare occasions, I may indulge in a couple of margaritas. It's pretty amazing, knowing how I was in my wilder days, several people (myself included) suspected alcoholism and I now exhibit self control where little (if any) existed before.
Coffee had a hold on me for some time and has been the hardest drug for me to kick. Several times now I've attempted to give it up and until recently, it always ended up only being a "coffee fast." When I drank 3 cups of coffee a day (two in the am and another in the afternoon), during "that time of the month," the pain I experienced for a couple days during my cycle came close to being unbearable on a couple of occasions. I'm naturally a "talker" as it is too, so when I've had a cup of coffee or two, it often leads me to want to start phoning people....I love people and am very social but we only have so much time in the day and it interferes with my spending time doing other things which are more important.
Several times I attempted to just drink tea instead...and no, it was not decaffeinated tea. The point I'm trying to convey is the addiction is not just about the caffeine. I like tea also - but it's not as thick and rich as a cup of java....I do enjoy my tea black though (although Chai is pretty good but I haven't had any for at least a few years...and Thai sweetened tea is way too sweet for me). Overall, I feel much better when drinking tea and if I'm not mistaken, tea also has more health benefits too. After giving up coffee for a while, I figured I would try drinking coffee just one day a week....NOT POSSIBLE for me! I have to never touch the stuff again.... there is just something about a nice rich roast with cream and a little sugar.
I reached a point where I asked my husband to stop having coffee in the house to support me, thinking he could just drink it at work (it's free of charge for him there too). He scoffed, communicating his unwillingness. He was unable to mentally conceive that coffee can be an addiction. Sugar can also be an addiction I explained to him. Depending on what people must have every day, what they can't live without, and how something affects a person, whether it be mentally, physically, relationally, socially, spiritually etc... I guess this is the real measure of of whether or not something is a true addiction.
I miss the taste of coffee but that's about it. Although an occassional indulgence would be nice, I'm thankful I have demonstrated mastery over leaving the stuff alone, even with it still in the house (to include left overs in the coffee pot after my husband leaves for work!). It's been more than two months now I've succeeded in overcoming the tempation.
Hallelujah! I'm reminded the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness and SELF CONTROL!
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