I used to count every supplement, every trace mineral, like it might fix something broken inside me. Selenium, magnesium, vitamin D—each pill lined up on my nightstand, a silent promise that maybe this time, I’d get it right. I read about deficiencies and disease risks until my brain felt brittle. I told myself it was about health, but really, it was about control. If I could just get the numbers right—on the bottle, on the scale, in my head—maybe the anxiety would quiet down. But no matter how carefully I measured, I never felt balanced. I still checked my reflection, still wondered if I was doing enough. The numbers never said thank you. #ControlIsExhausting #BodyCheckChronicles #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet