Coca-Cola is Great for My Enjoyment, But Terrible for My Conscience:

What I’m learning about boycotting

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Giving up something I love

I have to quit Coca-Cola right now. Why? Not because it’s expensive. It has nothing to do with my weight or health. I certainly haven’t lost my taste for it. While technically, I’m not “addicted” to it, I’m pretty damn close. It’s my first gulp when I wake up and the last before I go to bed. I’ve been known to sneak out in the middle of the night to restock so that it will be there for me when I wake up. If I were on a desert island and I was allowed one food, there’s no question. That’s how attached I am. It’s a quality of life issue.

Swallowing the BIG LIES

But there’s this other “quality of life” issue at the forefront now. And I wish I could let it go, but I can’t. In the past 18 months I’ve come to believe that I need to get a lot clearer about the things over which I have no control, like a virus, to things over which I have more control, like calling out hatred and lies when I see them. Holding people accountable for the sting of their words and the devastation of their actions.

Coming of age

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