Breaking The Chains of Addiction
Breaking The Chains of Addiction- Chinua Hawk
This morning, I imagined my future self coming to me to say thank you. I imagined him saying that the sacrifices I am making now are echoing throughout my future, changing everything for the better. My smile widened as he described our new life as a life free from the constraints of addiction.
Before I could completely lose myself in this magnificent imagery, the jarring sound of my cell phone ringing snatches me back into reality.
That voice on the other side of the phone reminded me that without struggle, there is no progress. That voice also reminded me that anything worth having is worth the hard work it takes to achieve it. That voice reminded me to pray and not try to go it alone. My mother's voice is a precious gift that I'm thankful to have.
I'm proud to say that I have successfully completed seven full days without sugar. To be completely transparent when I say without sugar, I mean without drinks sweetened with sugar or any kind of cakes, cookies, ice cream etc. Avoiding those things alone is a huge deal for me. I did not however cut out rice, pasta, or bread. I did not overindulge in them but I did have them. Week two I will move toward eliminating any thing made with white flour.
Most of the people that I talked to about this explained that after day three, things should start getting a little easier. After the experience of this first week it is my opinion that it all depends on your level of addiction.
The headaches started in the middle of day one.
Day two, started with a massive headache and body aches from head to toe. I desperately wanted to end this with my old familiar remedies. The encouragement of friends and family helped me push through to day three.
Day three, I found myself barely able to control my emotions. My body temperature kept rising and falling and my eyes were sensitive to light. My ears were even bothering me as well as my throat. Could I possibly be coming down with something? I thought for sure I am getting sick. I decided to Google sugar withdrawal symptoms and was shocked to see flu like symptoms on the list. That explained everything that I had been feeling. I pressed on anyway, confidently telling myself throughout the day that I was strong and I could make it.
Day 4, began with only a slight headache and my body aches had gone away. I thought this day would be a breeze. By midday, my body was screaming, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? My body and my mind were at war. Some how I thought it was a good idea to go to the grocery store in the middle of all of this internal chaos. As I walked through the store I decided that I would not be controlled by my flesh. I also knew that I couldn't get through it alone. I simply lifted my head and said "God Help." That was all I needed to say to get through that shopping trip. I felt victorious when I left that store having reclaimed control. I ruled the situation, it did not rule me.
Day five, a miracle happened. I woke up feeling like my normal self. I remember looking up and just saying thank you Jesus. I felt like He knew I just couldn't take it anymore. The day did get harder as some of the symptoms of withdrawal returned. However, it was so much better.
Day six, I finally started to feel like I was entering calm waters. I was still battling temptation but I felt like my body was finally starting to wave the white flag.
Day 7 came and I felt like Leonardo DiCaprio on the front of that ship shouting "I AM THE KING OF THE WORLD!"
Wait, that ship sank. Never mind.
Well, I can't think of anything clever so I'll just say "I feel good" like James Brown, the Godfather of Soul.
I've lost 10.4 pounds in the last seven days and I'm feeling stronger than ever. I’m also slowly becoming aware of what triggers me to go diving toward the sugar.
Thank you for allowing me to share my journey with you. If you are on this plan with me please stay strong.
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