I Counted Coffee, Not Calories

I used to tell myself coffee didn’t count. It was just liquid—no sugar, no cream, just the bitter edge that kept my hands busy and my stomach quiet. Five cups a day, sometimes more. I could feel my heart race, but at least I wasn’t eating. I’d scroll through health threads at 2 a.m., half-wired, half-worried, searching for someone to say it was fine. That I was fine. But the truth is, I never asked if it was healthy because I already knew the answer. I just needed something to fill the space where hunger used to be. Most days, the hardest part isn’t quitting coffee. It’s admitting what I was really using it for. #FoodGuilt #ControlIsExhausting #HealthAnxiety #Health #Diet