I still remember the week I let myself eat a little more—200 calories, nothing wild. I was tired of the endless math, the step counting, the way every meal felt like a test I could fail. I thought I’d gain. I thought I’d feel guilty. But the scale dropped, twice as much as usual. I stared at the number, waiting for the relief to hit. Instead, I felt emptier. Like I’d been chasing control so long, I didn’t know what to do with a win that didn’t come from restriction. I keep replaying that week, wondering if my body was trying to tell me something I still can’t hear. #ControlIsExhausting #FoodGuilt #BodyCheckChronicles #Health #Diet