Coffee was an integral part of my day-to-day life, and had been since my mom finally decided caffeine would no longer stunt my growth. Together, we survived several late night study sessions, endured many early morning lectures, and powered through countless workouts and/or hangovers. We were, very much, codependent. Then, quite suddenly our chemistry changed.
With each venti iced americano I grew increasingly nervous. With every grande pike no room I became uncharacteristically restless. During the day, I struggled to focus, and at night, I could no longer sleep.
And that’s when I realized, coffee- It’s not me. It’s you.
For me, and for many others I am sure, coffee is, (or rather, was), far more than a trivial part of a morning routine. Both my mood and productivity were contingent upon my caffeine intake. My loved ones were perplexed by my sudden desire to ditch my daily cups of joe. Their concerns, no doubt were less for me- the one bound to experience symptoms of withdrawal, and more for themselves- the ones that would endure the repercussions of my decision. In retrospect, they had cause for concern.
They say the first little while is always the hardest and in the beginning, there certainly was a noticeable absence in my life. I missed the rich smell of coffee grinds; I craved the comforting taste of a dark roast; I longed to embrace a warm java-filled mug. Eliminating coffee undoubtedly caused obstruction to my habitually regimented world. The residual damage of my breakup took the form of afternoon headaches and constant fatigue but most prominently, I grew increasingly and unbearably irritable- (which is not to say I am, otherwise, always a ray of sunshine).
Replacing my once beloved coffee, herbal teas became my new copilot on long drives, my arm candy whilst running errands, and my necessary accessory to each and every outfit. The change from coffee to tea made me acutely aware that I have spent most of my adult life operating on caffeine autopilot. Now, in addition to no longer having to ward off coffee breath, my energy levels feel stabilized, my nerves have certainly subsided, and I am generally less fidgety and more focused. It took me no more than a week or so to move on. Though far faster than I had anticipated- when you know, you know.
And when it comes to herbal tea, I think I found the one.
– xo Jordan