I Ate Earlier. My Anxiety Didn’t Leave With the Weight.

I started eating breakfast at 7:30 a.m. because the study said it might help. I told myself it was just a small change, not another rule. But every morning, I watched the clock, afraid of being too late, of messing up the one thing I could control. The scale moved a little. My body felt lighter, but my mind didn’t. I still counted the hours between meals, still felt guilty if dinner ran late. I wondered if I’d ever eat without thinking about what it meant for tomorrow’s number. No one talks about how much space these tiny habits take up in your head. Sometimes I wish I could just eat, and not have it mean anything at all. #Health #Diet #FoodGuilt