When Sweetness Feels Like a Warning

I keep tasting sugar, even when I haven’t eaten any. It’s been sixteen hours—water, brushing, even skipping dessert, but the sweetness lingers. It moves around my mouth, like it’s hiding from me. I check my blood sugar twice, just to be sure. The numbers are fine. But my mind isn’t. My uncle has diabetes. I watch him prick his finger, measure, worry. I wonder if this is how it starts—something small, a taste you can’t explain. I’m nineteen. I’m supposed to be healthy. But every strange feeling makes me question my body, like it’s a test I might fail without knowing. I don’t tell anyone. I just wait for the taste to fade, hoping it means nothing, but fearing it means everything. #HealthAnxiety #BodyCheckChronicles #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet