I used to measure out exactly two servings of strawberries every morning. Not because I loved them, but because the article said it was good for my heart, my brain, my future self. I’d slice them carefully, watching the red stain my fingers, thinking about antioxidants and cholesterol and the right way to eat. But under all that science, I was just scared—of getting it wrong, of not being healthy enough, of losing control. I’d read about the benefits, but never about the panic that came with missing a serving, or the guilt that followed a different breakfast. Some days, I wonder if I ever tasted the strawberries at all, or if I was just swallowing the rules. #FoodGuilt #ControlIsExhausting #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet