I have been diagnosed....

......with DCDD............
what is this is plain English?...
Diet Coke Dependency Disorder...
It is true I am ashamed but I need help...
Like any dependency......
It started out harmlessly.......
call it experimentation if you will.....
I blame it on the ads on the television....
the advertisement told me.............
that by drinking diet coke ....
I was living the life I was meant.....
or deserved to live (loose translation)...
I thought I would try.......
I am a well adjusted adult (my husband begs to differ)
I have a university degree...........
I have travelled.............
I have seen other cultures..........
I have tried other substances in my youth...
I can do this................
I started taking it socially a can every now and then..
During the summer months ......
I teamed it with lots of ice and slivers of lemon..
I swore that I would only drink....
this devils drink during the summer months.....
The winter came and I was sneaking a few cans...
into the house....hiding it behind the broccoli in the fridge...
pouring it into my coffee cup.......
in shame that I might get caught...........
It was under control I knew what I was doing..
So I thought!....my poor family.........
they watched my down fall.......
not knowing what to do......................
my husband offered glasses of Chablis....
I declined the expensive nectar of the gods...
for the metallic taste of Diet coke......
My son has cried.....mummy it makes you burp!
I am in a terrible state.......
I realized I was addicted and that I needed help
when 2 nights ago just after my dinner I craved it....
It had never happened before........
I couldn't control myself and I did it I drank a
330ml can in under 2 minutes..oh the shame!
Then I went to bed.................................
It was a hellish night.............................
I hallucinated that C3 was trying to escape from
his bedroom window while in a zombie trance...
At some point I heard my brain pop!..........
I woke up startled questioning if I was dead??
I nearly kicked my husband in the head........
something about snakes slithering away with my stash of Diet coke
I am not clear on that one.....
I woke up constantly in a sweat.........
I passed out asleep around 5 am.....
only to be awoken by the dreaded alarm at 0615....
I dragged my sorry body around all day....
I swore I would go cold turkey..............
it is day two diet coke free....................
it is tough....my will is breaking........
I worked on some scrap book pages to keep me focused....
but blogger is not working so I will hopefully show you
sometime this week end!
later...........................