Still no real side effects to speak of — and honestly, that in itself feels like something worth noting.

The biggest change continues to be in the background noise of my day: the impulse to eat, snack, sip, or graze. It’s like the urge is still there on some level — a passing thought — but the drive to act on it? Completely muted. I read someone describe it as, “I had the impulse, but not the desire to follow through,” and that sums it up perfectly.

What surprises me most is the absence of my usual go-to comfort: coffee and tea. I’d normally drink them non-stop out of habit or boredom, but now… nothing. I haven’t even wanted to make a cup. For someone who runs on caffeine, that’s saying something.

It’s hard to explain what’s happening, but something is happening — even if it’s quiet, subtle, and internal. There’s nothing dramatic or groundbreaking to report. And maybe that’s why it feels strange. We’re so used to instant results or side effects that when it’s just… stillness, it feels like you’re missing something.

But maybe this stillness is the beginning of real change.

Let’s keep going.