Am I feeling better? Pretty much. Am I drinking a lot more water? Absolutely. Am I slightly less cranky than day one? Fo-sho.
Do I miss Diet Coke, though? Is this killing me? Not really.
This is frightening to me. How did I drink that stuff for years and years, daily, multiple times a day, and I can kick it so easily? What is wrong with my body that it can be addicted to things for years and then just stop?
You know what I think? I think I latch onto that stuff to deal with boredom. I get bored very, very easily. I don’t do things that are bad for my health because I really enjoy the thing itself, but rather because it combats boredom in some way.
I would give examples but then you’d know all my vices.
But still, the lack of withdraw symptoms can mean only one of two things: either I’m a freak of nature or the worst is yet to come.