Still Quitting Caffeine

So, this is what Day 2 looks like. I know I look like a deer in the headlights, or a train wreck. I think I look quite pale! I still feel quite crappy, but I can feel underneath all the horrible symptoms this ‘sparkle’ trying to creep through. It’s hard to describe, but the easiest way to put it is that I feel I’m much cleaner on the inside.

Last night was a dreadful night. I went to bed, and spent a summer night, under a wool doona, shivering. I felt, and still feel, like a frail old woman. Every joint in my body was throbbing in pain, screaming for caffeine. As my forehead pounded, I kept telling myself that my body was lying to me, and to listen to the truth: the clean feeling underneath it all.

It’s not as tempting to go back to caffeine by now as I thought it’d be. I can see how sick it’s been making me. I can’t allow myself to go back to it. If I do, then all this pain and feeling so sick, will have been a waste.

This morning, I feel as though a migraine is trying to take over, so I won’t be on the computer for very long. I was so stiff in all my joints, that I had to spend a lot of time stretching after getting out of bed. But surely that’s better for me than reaching for a coke or a tea? I feel weak, and I can’t stop sniffling and sneezing.

Thanks for all the encouragement so far. Whenever I’ve thought about doing this in the past, I’ve always dismissed the idea, because there’s this vibe I get from society that it’s too hard, can’t be done, etc. I’ve never really seen a good example of anyone doing it. This is why I thought I’d document this in action, so if anyone is curious about what happens, they can decide for themselves.

As revolting as I feel and look, I know this is going to make me a healthier, better functioning person.

Other reading:
Caffeine withdrawal

Having second thoughts about this caffeine thing