Hello humans. Je m’appelle Ciaran Callam and I’m a sugar addict. For as far back as I can remember I’ve been literally, irrefutably and undeniably addicted to the sweet tasting white poison we all love to cram into our food. I can’t bear to think about how much money I’ve spent on candy, chocolates, and other forms of junk throughout my life because I know it’s a figure that would horrify me to see written on paper. You see; I’ve spent countless hours gorging my face on delicious carcinogens and while I’ve got to admit that these form some of the happiest memories of my life, the fact remains that I am addicted and that something desperately needs to change. I’ve done a lot of research into the harms of sugar and now that I know just how toxic it is to my health, I can’t justify putting it into my body anymore. There’s also the fact that I’ve been feeling the negative effects of having sugar in my diet for a few years now.  Whenever I eat sugary things, my thoughts and memory get hazy as all hell, my hayfever kicks into 5th gear, I feel physically sick and my vision actually deteriorates. Tis time for a change; so for the next 30 days I’m going cold turkey to once and for all beat my lifelong sugar addiction.

Wish a brother luck!

Days 16, 17, & 18

Check it out, I haven’t touched either the bread or the complimentary biscuit! Who da man???

At this stage of the challenge, I feel like the juicy part’s well and truly over. Yes I do still have some cravings but they’re nothing I can’t handle and my self-image is starting to change. I’m starting to see myself not as someone who’s forcing himself to do without something he truly desires, but as someone who just doesn’t want that bs anymore. Hell, as I write this I’m sat in a coffee shop having just bought myself some Thai chicken soup that came with a complimentary roll of bread and a biscuit.

Ordinarily I’d have murdered them both with reckless abandon but today? Today I’m just staring them dead in the face with all the emotion of a shambling zombie. I can see that they’re just not worth it. I can see that the juice isn’t worth the squeeze and I refuse to poison the precious vehicle that carries me through this dimension just for a few seconds of mouth pleasure.

Nah, bruv.

Nah, geez.

Nah, blud.

In any event, seeing as it would be now disingenuous to entertain you with tales of the crippling emotional struggle I’m going through without sugar; I guess it’s time to take this challenge in a different direction and just talk about how I feel in general.

Loosely put I feel weird. I’m proud of myself for coming this far but disappointed for not having done it sooner. I’m also scared that I might crack at some point and start gorging on junk, even though really and truly I doubt that’ll happen.

I also feel odd in a physical sense. I’m noticing that it seems to be easier to write these blog posts than before. Words are coming to me more fluently, and I also think I’m sleeping better too; but I don’t think my body’s properly adjusted yet. My energy levels are low, I feel tired all the time and really sensitive too. It’s like I can feel the effect that everything I eat has on my body and it’s a bit nuts. I just had a cup of green tea and I can feel a charge from it. Weird huh? In any event, I’m doing the right things and headed in the right direction so that’s all that matters.

Ciao for now, human.