Breakfast: black tea, a handful of berries, and the quiet hope that maybe this is what healthy looks like. I read somewhere that these foods help you age better—less frail, less sad, less broken. I wanted that. I wanted to believe that a cup of tea and a bowl of fruit could fix the parts of me that felt worn out at 32. But most mornings, I stared at my reflection and wondered if it was working. I tracked every bite, measured every portion, waiting for the day I’d feel strong or at peace. The research says I’m doing the right thing. My mind says I’m still not enough. Sometimes, I wish I could eat without thinking about the future. Just taste the berries. Just drink the tea. #FoodGuilt #ControlIsExhausting #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet