My Addiction.....

Well, I simply cannot remember where it all started......

My first sip was certainly taken for honorable reasons.

I was under the impression that it was for those of us that could not bear to consume any more calories than absolutely necessary. Those of us on "weight check" at work,.....yes there was a time back in the stone age when flight attendants, "stewartresses"as many inappropriately called us, had to hop up on the old fashioned set of scales to be weighed each month. But I digress...

Diet Coke has been my friend,

allowing me to loose weight,

down a BC powder without choking,

survive stressful situations,

glide through divorce,

persist in long afternoons on the beach,

sustain a good (or semi-good) attitude when I

found myself in the company of idiots,

act with some decorum at family functions,

and finally, it gave me a friend when it seemed I was all alone.

YES, Diet Coke has done all of that for me at one time or another,

but as with all addictions there came a time when it turned on me.

A time that I like to call,........

Hell.

Now, I must limit myself to one DC a day.

If I sneak even one additional, I am in huge trouble,

for you see, my body can no longer take what ever it is in DC that is Addictive.

My body chemistry gets all @#*%)^*&$ed up and I develop problems.

Problems that you really don't want to know the full details of, but believe me,

no one wants these problems.

I have tried other solutions.

I have gone on the wagon, so to speak, for weeks at a time...

thinking that when I returned to DC, I would be able to gently moderate my consumption

No such luck, I am sorry to report.

I've yet to find a 12 step program for DC addiction,

of course I haven't looked too far.

You see, I don't get ticketed for driving under the influence of DC.

I don't get divorced due to out of control DC drinking.

I haven't lost too many friends over my DC consumption.

(Only those radical DDP drinkers, you know who you are, and they are all flakes anyway).

Well, I just thought that this might be the 1st step in some recovery,

admitting I have a problem.....

But I am pretty sure that it is going to take a very long time to actually want to quit.

Maybe next year.....