I used to be "addicted" to eating Doritos. At LEAST one bag per week, usually two... sometimes three. I'm thinking "...what even ARE Doritos?" They're some like... dried out potato with all this artificial flavouring and salt. Yuck. I still like to have a bag once and a while, but for the most part I've cut them out of my diet.
I've always been afraid of coffee because it seems like... literally everyone on this continent (don't know about Mexico) is OBSESSIVE ABOUT THEIR COFFEE. At my last job I started to drink socially (lol) we'd all go out for a coffee at the school cafeteria, etc... but since I was never a big coffee junkie before I would get such a big buzz. I stopped drinking it after a few months, though, and started to try to sleep more to compensate for the energy.
I used to be addicted to weed, smoking almost everyday for about... 7, 8 months or so... with a number of week-long breaks sprinkled in that time frame. After a while I started to realize that it just wasn't fun anymore. However, if I had weed in my possession, I would always endure a daily struggle to decide whether or not to blaze (and I always seemed to come to the same conclusion... ;)) but if I didn't have any weed in my possession, I didn't even think about it (yay non-chemically addictive drugs) So now I just don't buy anymore. Or occasionally I'll buy a little bit off of my friends for project-related purposes, such as playing Mother 3.
One addiction I haven't overcome yet is my addiction to getting art, graphic design, and marketing books. I don't think I've ever gone into a book store and come out empty handed. It's not like I read all of the books cover-to-cover... a lot of them are for reference purposes. Just having them in my possession... mmm... I recently went to an all-inclusive vacation in the Dominican Republic, reading a marketing book by the pool and the friends I made there were like "??? WTF TELL ME YOU'RE NOT WORKING"
No... I just... I just love sweet, sweet books...
What's interesting is that I inherited this addiction DIRECTLY from my father. His art book library is monstrous. And ironically when he caught me blazing a few times (hahaha yessssss), he would reference that addiction of his...