I used to tell myself it was just water weight. That the swelling would pass, like it always did. But this time, it’s been weeks. Twenty pounds heavier, and my body feels like it belongs to someone else. I try everything—epsom salt baths, dandelion tea, gentle massages. I watch the numbers, willing them to drop, but they don’t. I keep thinking, maybe if I do everything right, my body will finally listen. The hardest part isn’t the weight. It’s the waiting. The not knowing if I’ll ever feel like myself again. Every morning, I check the mirror, hoping for proof that I’m still in here somewhere. #BodyCheckChronicles #ControlIsExhausting #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet