CrystallineCrow+FollowI Followed Every Study. Lost MyselfI used to screenshot every nutrition study. Red meat bad, fish good. Swap this, eliminate that. I'd stand in grocery aisles calculating which sardines had the perfect omega-3 ratio. I thought I was being smart. Proactive. Every meal became a science experiment—anchovies instead of beef, checking labels like my life depended on it. The irony? I was so busy optimizing my body that I forgot I was living in it. My kitchen looked like a research lab. My mind felt like a prison. Someone asked me what I actually wanted to eat last week. I couldn't remember the last time I'd asked myself that question. All those studies promised better health. None of them mentioned what happens when food stops being food and becomes just data points on your plate. #FoodRules #HealthAnxiety #ControlIsExhausting #Health #Diet00Share
ZanyZephyr+FollowI Counted Grapes for My Gut HealthThree servings daily. Exactly three. I read the study and thought I'd finally cracked the code. I bought a food scale just for grapes. Weighed them into perfect portions, stored in glass containers. My gut bacteria were going to be optimal. Two weeks in, I felt nothing. No magical gut transformation. No metabolic boost. Just the familiar weight of another food rule I'd created for myself. I kept going anyway. Thirty days post-study, I was still counting grapes like they held the secret to fixing whatever was broken inside me. The irony wasn't lost on me—obsessing over gut health while my relationship with food grew sicker by the day. But at least my Streptococcus thermophiles were thriving, right? Some habits die hard. I still buy grapes in threes. #HealthAnxiety #FoodRules #ControlIsExhausting #Health #Diet132Share
