Kicking the Diet Coke Addiction.

I have loved Diet Coke since I was a teenager. I could drink enough diet coke to sink a ship. I guess some would call it an addiction. I have tried to give up Diet Coke several times in my life, the longest stretch was a whole year without the lovely, sweet, liquid gold.

I am happy to say I am back off the bubbly, brown juice. And you know what it took? It wasn't that I don't need caffeine any more, because clearly I do. It was my disgust with the overall crap that North Americans ingest that finally pushed me over the edge. I decided, I'm just not that kind of girl. I no longer identify myself as the type of person who drinks diet coke, eats McDonalds, or mainlines donuts. No, not I.

Perhaps I should be careful with the moral indignation I'm feeling. I mean, who knows, she may sing her siren song once more and lure me into her sticky web. But damn I hope not. I like feeling holier than though.