Why I Weighed My Fruit (And Myself)

There was a summer when I memorized the carb count of every fruit. Avocado: safe. Blackberries: almost safe. Strawberries: only if I weighed them first. I’d stand in the kitchen, slicing cantaloupe into cubes, feeling proud and empty at the same time. I told myself it was about health, but really, it was about control—about shrinking the space I took up, one careful portion at a time. Sometimes I’d eat watermelon and wait for the guilt to hit, like clockwork. The numbers on the scale moved, but the anxiety didn’t. I knew every fact about low-carb fruits, but I couldn’t remember the last time I ate something without calculating what it would cost me. #Health #Diet #FoodGuilt