Diet Coke, I'm sorry. It's not you - it's me.
Well - actually - it's a lot about you. Ya see, I had my first sip of your so sweet yet calorie free self just about 20 years ago. I was a high school senior convinced I needed you to keep the weight off and my eyes open. I'll be honest - it wasn't love at first site - you tasted pretty TERRIBLE. :-) But then you kinda grew on me and I couldn't stay away.
And for years - you served your purpose well. Not a day went by that I didn't turn to you - late night study sessions, early morning classes, mid day pick ups - you were always there for me. Cold, refreshing, bubbly. Your little silver can brought me endless joy and quenched many a tough thirst.
I had started a family - and I didn't want them to eat or drink things that weren't good for them. I began to study labels - avoiding anything that had artificial color, BHT, or big words that I couldn't pronounce and didn't understand. Yet while I made better choices for my family, I continued to hang out with you, Diet Coke. As I fed my kiddos natural cereal, I drank a Diet Coke. I smiled when my daughter told my Mom over lunch that "she wasn't allowed to eat anything with artificial flavor" and then asked the waiter to refill my (diet) drink for the 3rd time. I knew we would be together forever.
So, I stopped. Cold turkey. I thought I'd miss you a lot. In some ways, I did. When we went out for dinner I had no idea what to do. You'd been my default date for two decades and suddenly - I had to THINK. I hemmed, and hawed, and finally settled on a non diet beverage. It felt weird and the experience just wasn't the same. 'Cause you were warm and familiar and delicious in an extremely bad kind of way.
This marks one week without you. I have moments where I miss you terribly - others where I barely notice you are gone. I don't think it's going to be easy to stay away - cause even though you are bad you feel so very good - but I'm going to try.
I deserve better.