“Hi my name is Emily and I'm a completely and utterly dependent on sugar.”
Today was my first day avoiding all sugar and from the headache I have one would think I was giving up heroin. I had no idea it was going to be this hard.
Working in the cubicle farm wasn't too bad but as soon as I got to my second job at the cafe/wine shop I wanted to go fetal and just sit on the floor all night. There was too much temptation, I barely had the will power to say no to cookies, tiramisu, and scones oh my. I only made it through by taking a couple sips of a latte and grazing on almonds while faining contentment. The rest of the night I battled the desire to lay on the counter and tell customers to go ring up their own bloody wine. Usually I'm the life of the party at the wine store, chatting people up and telling unreasonably long stories about wines I like. Not tonight it was all ring up wine, take cash, okay get out of my face. Not exactly the best customer service ever.
Hopefully this will get easier and the headache will die down as time goes by. Giving up smoking wasn't even this hard. But on the plus side I've felt better in general, not been as hungry, and have a better palate. The horrible Roogle Pink from the other night, without sugar marring my taste buds, is actually kind of pleasant. The overwhelming alcohol content still keeps it from being a great wine but now the floral flavors and candy in the nose are more prevalent. But that could just be me desperately projecting my wish to have a big sweet dessert on the wine.