Well it's day six on my vegan, no-caffeine detox and I think I am over the worst. After drinking strong coffee three times a day for fifteen years, the physical and psychological withdrawals from this powerful stimulant have been unpleasant.

I have had a constant headache since I gave up, plus lethargy, irritability and a sort of glum, mid-winter feeling.

I walk past my favourite cafes and peer into their cosy, steamed-up windows with a sad wistfulness - sort of like some Dickensian waif who peers into windows of rich and happy families eating pudding, while she must go home to sleep in a cardboard box and eat toenail clippings.

I also haven't gone out this week. So it's been boring on detox. I've watched a lot of those diet and makeover shows where dreadful posh harridans find obese chavs and then bully them into eating pulses. I've been on Facebook alot, cyber stalking my friends. I cooked a vegan meal at a friend's house and we drank 'mocktails'. I've drank a lot of juice and eaten a variety of vegetables. I had a Kitkat in a moment of weakness. Otherwise I've been sleeping a lot. I haven't been near cigarettes, non-organic food or red meat.

It's over tomorrow and I have to say its been a good thing. My skin is quite fresh looking, eyes sparkly and I feel quite chilled out despite the headaches. Maybe I'll even carry over some of the habits of the detox into my normal life.

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