The Night I Ate the Beans and Still Felt Broken

Dinner was chickpeas and rice. I read somewhere that beans are good for cholesterol, for blood sugar, for the planet. I measured out the portion, checked the label twice, and sat down alone at the table. I should have felt proud—choosing the "right" food, doing what the studies say. But all I could think about was the number on the scale this morning, the way my stomach pressed against my waistband, the silent panic that maybe I was still doing it wrong. People talk about health like it’s a checklist. For me, it’s a running tally of guilt, control, and second-guessing every bite. Tonight, even the beans felt heavy. #Health #Diet #FoodGuilt