White Coffee, Black Thoughts

I used to believe every new health trend would fix me. White coffee was the latest—less bitter, more antioxidants, a metabolism boost. I told myself it was about wellness, but really, it was about control. Every morning, I measured out the grounds, counted the calories, skipped the sugar. I read about the benefits and tried to convince myself I felt them. But the truth is, the ritual was just another way to keep the anxiety quiet. Even as I sipped, I wondered if I was doing enough. If I was enough. The scale never budged the way I wanted, and the mirror never gave back what I hoped to see. Sometimes, I think I care more about the rules than the results. #FoodGuilt #ControlIsExhausting #BodyCheckChronicles #Health #Diet