Those who know me, know that I
like coffee. Those who know me well, know that I arrived late to the
coffee game, not actually really drinking it until 2009 when I traveled
to Italy with my girlfriend (now wife), and her family. I guess that I
had always tried bad, low quality coffee, so I thought that I didn't
like it. Across the pond, I tried good, high quality Italian coffee and
loved it. Because of that trip, I became a regular coffee drinker.
Those who know me well also know that I deal with anxiety issues. Too much caffeine & anxiety don't mix, so I've always walked that line between enjoying a cup and getting the coffee jitters.
To say the least, my stress and anxiety have been through the roof since E's leukemia diagnosis, and since this happened, I haven't had a single drop of regular coffee. I do enjoy my daily cup, and I find it comforting, almost like a warm hug in a mug without sounding too cheesy. I've switched to decaf so that I can keep up with my familiar daily routine.
Those who know me well also know that I deal with anxiety issues. Too much caffeine & anxiety don't mix, so I've always walked that line between enjoying a cup and getting the coffee jitters.
To say the least, my stress and anxiety have been through the roof since E's leukemia diagnosis, and since this happened, I haven't had a single drop of regular coffee. I do enjoy my daily cup, and I find it comforting, almost like a warm hug in a mug without sounding too cheesy. I've switched to decaf so that I can keep up with my familiar daily routine.
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