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This confession traces the life of someone wired for addiction from childhood — first to sugar and soda, then to heroin and cocaine, then to diet pills and finally to coffee and energy drinks. Caffeine is there at every stage, disguised as a harmless helper: relieving constipation, lifting energy, fighting methadone fatigue, taking the edge off depression. By twenty-eight, after years of stimulants, laxatives, bulimia, street drugs, and methadone, she’s left with fibromyalgia, liver disease, inflammatory bowel disease, and a body in near-total collapse. This story reveals how caffeine quietly threads itself through almost every chapter of an addict’s life, making suffering both worse and easier to ignore.
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Paying the Price Many people overlook the damaging effects of caffeine addiction, but I do not. My propensity toward addiction started long before I started drinking coffee.
As a small child, I subconsciously gravitated to anything that induced pleasure, which made me a perfect candidate to use and abuse anything with stimulants. As a child, while other kids would sip on apple juice and milk, I would slam down multiple cans of soda.
Some days I would chug up to a six pack a day, loving that wired feeling that I got from that quick rush of soda and caffeine. I couldn't help myself, and the better I felt, the more I drank. My mother would sometimes complain about how much I drank, but I didn't care.
If I felt bad, I used soda to feel better. If I felt good, I wanted soda to feel even better. Along with my heavy soda drinking, my diet consisted mostly sugar cereals and a lot of junk food.
Little did I know that this cycle would propel me into a mountain of health problems. At the time, I didn't think about it because I just wanted to feel good.
Chocolate also became habit forming for me because my mom always bought a lot of it. Combined with the soda, my caffeine intake soared. I started to feel depressed, anxious, angry, rebellious and paranoid.
And I actually tried to kill myself at age 13 by swallowing a bunch of over the counter pain medication. My mood swings became more severe and more frequent and to contract this, I would consume more caffeine and eventually drugs.
I started drinking coffee on a regular basis when I was in rehab the first time. I abused a lot of drugs growing up, particularly heroin and cocaine. As a result, I ended up in treatment centers 24 separate times.
Every time I went into rehab, I went through a nasty heroin withdrawal and coffee became a lot more appealing. Also struggled with bulimia for over 10 years and it became highly unmanageable in rehab.
When I was in treatment, I ate massive amounts of sugar products, especially chocolate, which I now know gave me that rush from sugar and caffeine. After consuming so many stimulants, I would suffer from severe depression and attempted suicide five different times.
I also suffered from chronic fatigue, irritable bowel syndrome, and constipation.
Because of drugs, laxatives and sugar intake, I started to realize that caffeine would alleviate my constipation, but I now know it was a temporary fix to a long, ongoing problem. One day I decided to quit drugs. Then I became obsessed with my appearance and food.
I started binging and purging daily over exercising and also Popping diet pills. I didn't realize that these pills contained caffeine and I liked the quick rush that they gave me. But I ended up withering down to 90 pounds.
I was more focused on my appearance than my health. I didn't even take into consideration how deadly the effects these diet pills were having on my system.
My entire life has been centered in society's view of a quick fix. There are so many advertisements nowadays conveying the message, you have a problem, take a pill. That's what I did. I had a problem.
I would pop a laxative or take an antibiotic, or take a diet pill which I know now is loaded with caffeine, or drink some coffee. It was always short term.
And inexplicably, the very things I was taking to help me with depression, fatigue and constipation was the things that were causing these disorders in the first place was a vicious cycle. My body became dependent on all these things, especially caffeine.
I lost everything due to my drug use and became a homeless bum on the streets of Baltimore. I went in and out of treatment and suffered from frequent chronic infections.
I ended up back in the hospital again, and from then on I got a methadone and acquired a little apartment right outside of Baltimore. My caffeine habit became completely unmanageable when I was on methadone.
I became very attracted to caffeine because it helped me instantaneously with constipation. However, it did in turn make my gastrointestinal problems worse. I started getting bad heartburn, nausea, cramping and terrible headaches.
At this point, I told myself that this is the way it has to be and I just have to endure it.
My body became so dependent on caffeine, I could not have a bowel movement lest I drank two cups of coffee, which perpetuated the cycle because the more I drank, the more my tolerance increased and the more I had to drink. Additionally, the methadone made me so sleepy that I had to drink a pot of coffee every day just to keep my eyes open.
I had a horrible sleeping pattern because of all the years of chemical medicine, food abuse, and it had been about 15 years since I had had a stable, regulated 8 hour sleep cycle. My doctor recently told me that this is partly due to adrenal burnout, a side effect of caffeine.
But the worse my sleeping was, the more coffee I needed and the worse my sleep became.
I was so addicted to coffee and so tired from lack of sleep that one day at work I literally started crawling across my workroom floor to scour for change because I could not work unless I had coffee. I went around begging people for change just to get my fix.
I would always try to convince myself that tomorrow would be different and tomorrow I would quit. But tomorrow never came. Every day I kept rationalizing myself right back into that coffee cup.
Convincing myself why I needed to drink another cup for just one more day. When I came off methadone three years ago, I started slugging down more cups of coffee because my energy level had severely depleted.
I realized now that I was suffering from a condition called fibromyalgia which caused severe low energy, sluggish bowels, widespread joint pain and depression.
My body was malfunctioning in every area and drinking coffee just gave me that instant short term band aid fix for a problem that had been persisting for over 10 years. I was ill all at the time with bronchitis and multiple other infections.
I had contracted hepatitis A, B and C and the laxatives and bulimia had literally destroyed the entire line and my gastrointestinal system. I continued to use caffeine and about a year ago, every time I drank a cup of coffee, I would get a shooting pain in the back of my neck.
I was so exhausted from my malfunctioning immune system, chronic fatigue, constipation and adrenal burnout that I kept slamming down coffee. I needed coffee to function. However, because of drinking coffee, I couldn't go to sleep till the wee hours of the morning.
I continued to get horrible sleep which took a toll on my immune system and as a result I kept getting sick which took an even bigger toll on my health.
I was so sick and tired and had such low energy that I became desperate and started slamming down energy drinks which which just exacerbated my condition and caused me to suffer from more anxiety and worse sleep. Then my system had literally given up. I suffered a multi system collapse of most of my organ systems.
I had a surgery that profoundly affected my already damaged gut. I started going into anaphylactic shock from almost anything I ate and my weight has withered down to 98 pounds.
It got to the point where I could only eat organic vegetables because if I were exposed to any pesticides, preservatives or fumes, I would immediately go into anaphylaxis, my throat would swell shut, I would lose sensation in my hands and feet, I would get a shooting pain in the back of my neck and I would go into a suicidal depression.
I now have been diagnosed with fibromyalgia non Diabetic neuropathy, Lyme's disease, arthritis, Liver disease, Inflammatory bowel disease I'm 28 years old and because of my history of addiction to drugs, I have literally destroyed my body. My addiction to drugs also led me to physical, emotional and sexual abuse.
I realize now that I used to use caffeine as another substitute to distract me from all my other issues and experiences that I did not want to look at. The more coffee I drank, the more up I got, which made my mind race so I didn't have to think about everything that I've experienced.
That's what it was for me and that's what I chased as a distraction.
On a positive note, it has been five years since I've used street drugs, three years since I've been on methadone, three years since I've binged and purged, two years since I've smoked a cigarette and eight months since I've consumed caffeine. Currently I focus more on the long run solution and not just a quick fix. Today I eat organic and only drink caffeine free beverages.
There are times when I see people sipping on that hot cup of coffee which looks appealing, but then I remember how I used to feel afterwards. Words and I don't want to pay that price anymore.