I’ve had the caffeine monkey off of my back for about six months now (please, hold your applause). It had gotten to the point where I felt like crap nearly all the time, even with a small amount of caffeine in the morning. So I quit. It wasn’t all that hard really. I did the diminishing amount trick over two weeks, starting with my original amount and then just diluting it every other day to about 3/4 strength. There was only a little grumpiness/headachiness.
Anyway, I went to make some coffee today while hanging out at my mother’s, and only found one thing of grounds. So I just thought, “hope this is decaf.” It wasn’t. And neither was the second cup. Now I’m rather fidgety. I had forgotten what caffeination felt like, and my sensitivity has gone way up in these sober months. I’ll be crashing hard in a few hours.