My Month Without Sugar: Before and After Photos, What Changed (and Why I Almost Killed Someone for a Marshmallow)

Sweet Farewell to Life

The decision to give up sugar came suddenly.
Like an ex. Like inflation. Like the thought: “Maybe I’m fine as I am?”

But no. I wanted to find out: would I become more energetic, attractive, smarter, enlightened if I cut out all sweets from my life.
31 days. Zero sugar. Maximum self-control and passive aggression.

Day 1: Euphoria and Foolishness

“I feel so light!” I said, having survived two hours without sugar and drinking mineral water as if it were a purification ritual.

In the evening, I sniffed a pack of cookies. Didn’t eat. Just sniffed.
I wasn’t ready.

Day 4: Withdrawal

I was ready to lick a candy on the subway.
I searched for things that “seemed to have no sugar.”
I read the ingredients of 27 products. Sugar was in 24. The rest were cat food.

My hands were shaking. And not from inspiration.

Day 7: Anger, a Threat to Society

Someone at work was eating a Bounty bar. I watched like in an action movie:
— Slowly put the bar down and step away from it.

Everyone started to annoy me.
Especially those who said, “Well, I just couldn’t give up sweets.”
I couldn’t either. But I pretended I could.

Day 14: Enlightenment (or Deception?)

For the first time, I didn’t crave sweets. I ate buckwheat and thought:
— Not bad. Almost like cake, just without the joy.

My skin got better. I slept more soundly. My mood—like a cat in April.
But inside, emptiness. Everything’s beautiful, but I don’t want to live.

Day 21: Cashew Tears

At a party, I refused cake.
— Are you on a diet?
— No. I’m on the path of self-destruction through food suffering.

Ate a quinoa salad. Cried in the bathroom.
Realized that without sugar, you become more interesting to yourself, but more boring to others.

Day 30: Return to Reality

I didn’t break.
But I started dreaming about eating Raffaello in a white robe to the sound of harps.
Sugar became more than a product. It became a way of life.

Day 31: Results

📉 -3 kg
😴 +2 hours of sleep per day
🧠 +50% mental clarity (subjectively)
🥲 -100% joy in life
🎯 +1 level of self-respect (temporarily)

Conclusions:

1. Yes, sugar affects your body. And your brain. And your killer instinct.

2. You don’t know how dependent you are until you quit.

3. Without sugar, you’re cleaner. But also a bit sadder. Like a fridge without a magnet.

4. It’s possible. But whether you should—decide for yourself.

5. Marshmallow isn’t food. It’s a drug wrapped in childhood.

I didn’t become a saint. I became cautious. Now I eat sweets consciously. Slowly. As if it’s the last date.