A Caffeine Addict’s Adventures in Quitting Coffee

I’m not picky when it comes to coffee, but I am Vice President of the “I’m Useless Without Caffeine” club. Cappuccinos are the only type of coffee I usually drink, but when backed into a corner, I will happily settle for coffee sticks and sachets. In college, I drank a concoction of extra-strong Americanos and Red Bull every day (HOW AM I STILL ALIVE), and the coffee habit carried over to my work life (the Red Bull is long gone, though).

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Here’s my regular coffee-drinking schedule on the weekdays:

- 08.00: First cup of the day to get my blood going
– 10.30: I’d down a second cup when I reach the office
– 15.30: Third cup, to make the afternoon go by faster
– 21.00: A final cup to go with some work or a movie at home

So while I’m not a serious coffee drinker (I can’t tell the difference between Jamaican Blue Mountain and Civet Cat Butt Shavings), I am a pretty heavy coffee drinker. In sensible doses, coffee works wonders as a stimulant, but excessive consumption can result in arrhythmia, anxiety, nausea, insomnia, and more.

Coffee Effects(Image source: Mikael Häggström, Wikimedia Commons)

In addition to several physical manifestations of excessive caffeine consumption (tremors, arrhythmia, insomnia) my dependence on coffee began to affect my moods: I noticed that if I went for half a day without at least one cup, I would start to get snappy at people. I didn’t like the idea of having a drug compromise my interaction with people — I wanted to take charge of my emotions and made the decision to quit the thing for good.

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