I Tracked Every Sip, Hoping for Enough

I used to think rosehip tea was a shortcut—a way to be 'good' without the sting of hunger. I’d measure out the dried fruit, careful not to waste a single gram, and pour water just below boiling, hoping to save every milligram of vitamin C. But no matter how precise I was, the numbers never added up. Four cups in, my stomach felt full but my mind kept counting. I’d read somewhere that oranges were better, but oranges felt like cheating—too sweet, too easy. I kept drinking, convincing myself that discipline would taste like health. But all I really felt was tired. Tired of chasing enough, even in something as simple as a cup of tea. #FoodGuilt #ControlIsExhausting #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet