Every.
Morning.
It is like my coffee. My Diet Coke is a part of me. It is part of my identity. We are one.
And today, I had to quit. Cold turkey.
Why?
BECAUSE I HAVE A STOMACH ULCER.
Okay here's the thing: I have felt lead/convicted that I need to cut back on my Diet Coke drinking. It is too much and I need to drink more water and blah blah blah healthy blah blah blah. However, when talking to my dad today, we agreed upon the fact that there are several key food groups that require a coke: PIZZA, POPCORN and MEXICAN FOOD.
It just so happens that I eat all of these food groups frequently which results in mass consumption of Diet Coke.
I don't know what I'm going to do, I just know that I have a headache and I can't get any work done.
When this ulcer heals, they say I can have a few in regulation but I don't know if I have the discipline to limit myself to one a week or whatever.
I don't like this. Not at all.
Dear Diet Coke: You've been more than a beverage to me. You have been a constant companion, and encourager, a pick-me-up, and an enabler. I'm your number one fan and I will miss you forever and always.
I predict I will cave within 48 hours.
