I love my coffee as much as Oprah loves her bread. It's irresistible and can turn anyone's tedious morning into a perky one. By the time I've finished this article, I will have probably downed seven or eight cups of coffee, and made forty trips to the bathroom. In my bedroom back in Jersey, I have a stash of used Starbucks gift cards from my foamy Misto emergencies. Coffee has even made it to the top of my list of baes (second place goes to Chris Pratt). And why should coffee not be celebrated? It contains antioxidants, contains traces of Vitamin B (which is beneficial for breaking down protein), can lower the risk of developing certain cancers, and even give you longevity.

So if coffee provides so many health benefits, what could possibly be wrong with this amazing invention from G-d? If you are someone like me who suffers from extreme migraines due to sleep deprivation, then you may want to consider coffee as a love/hate relationship. While coffee may provide mental/physical health benefits, sleep also provides the same things too.
The greatest mistake I made my sophomore year of college was developing a dependence for coffee to help me stay awake at every moment. I didn't even think twice about taking naps. I just went straight for the coffee machine and gulped one coffee after another, as if it were water. Coffee was not only affecting my sleep pattern, but my budget. I was relying so much on this beverage to help me stay up at all hours of the night when I could have been resting and saving my work for the next day. I even let the word, "nap" exit my terminology, as I began to sophisticate my mind with different types and coffee sizes.
Suddenly, the power of the caffeine became ineffective as I started relying on my desks as my bed. I was falling asleep in class without realizing I had missed the majority of the lesson, and my headaches were increasing to the point I was in tears.
Almost all of my friends told me I looked like a zombie. I probably did most of the time, with my arms hanging out, my speech slurring, and my snail-paced walk to everywhere I went. Even when my parents came to pick me up from college, I fell asleep in the car before they had the chance to say "Hello, how are you?" to me. I knew I had to make the right choice and begin the painful process of divorcing coffee from my life.
I've started learning about the importance of sleep and began to depend less on my coffee obsession. While I still struggle at times to stay awake in class, I have been able to separate myself more from the coffee machine. I realized the importance of obtaining six to eight hours of sleep per night and even gained my natural energy back. While many things in life may not be free, sleep costs only time and can assist in reducing stress and academic performance in school. I may be the queen of coffee, but I'm no longer the coffee addict.
























