Why I Still Count Every Cookie

It’s not the list of foods that gets me. It’s the quiet panic when I reach for a cookie, even after all these years of learning what’s ‘good’ or ‘bad’ for me. I know the research. I know what sugar does, what processed means, what happens after 50. But sometimes, I just want to eat without the mental math, without the echo of every article I’ve read. Dinner is quieter now. I cut my croissant in half, then in half again, as if smaller pieces will make the guilt shrink too. I tell myself I’m being smart, but it feels more like I’m trying to disappear. I miss when food was just food. Not a test I keep failing. #Health #Diet #FoodGuilt