I Ate Less, But My Worry Stayed

Dinner was plain chicken and steamed broccoli. I told myself it was for my health—something about lowering risk, keeping things in check. I wasn’t overweight, but I still measured every bite, as if the scale could predict what was happening inside me. I read that eating less fat might help with prostate symptoms. I read that losing weight shrinks livers. But no one talks about what it does to your head when you’re already at a ‘normal’ weight and still feel like you’re failing your body. I wanted control. Instead, I got a quiet kind of fear. Every meal became a test I could never quite pass. #ControlIsExhausting #FoodGuilt #HealthAnxiety #Health #Diet