I used to believe that if I just ate the right things—enough greens, enough berries, enough restraint—my body would finally feel safe. I read studies about plant-based diets and anti-inflammatory foods and thought maybe this was the answer. But every meal still felt like a test. I’d stare at my plate, counting colors and nutrients, but underneath it all was the same old fear: What if I’m still not doing enough? What if my body betrays me anyway? Sometimes I wonder if the real inflammation is the guilt that settles in after every bite, the quiet panic that never really leaves, no matter how healthy I try to be. #Health #Diet #FoodGuilt