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GoldenGlint

I Memorized Every 'Healthy' Food List

I had this list memorized. Avocado, fatty fish, leafy greens, berries. I could recite the fiber content of chia seeds and explain why cinnamon mimics insulin. My kitchen looked like a health magazine spread. Greek yogurt stacked in rows. Almonds portioned in tiny containers. I thought I was being responsible. But somewhere between counting antioxidants and measuring tablespoons of everything, food stopped being food. It became medicine I had to take perfectly or else. I wasn't preventing diabetes. I was creating a different kind of sickness. Every meal felt like a test I could fail. Every craving felt dangerous. I knew which foods would save me, but I forgot how to just eat. The irony? All that control made me more anxious about my health, not less. #Health #Diet #FoodAnxiety

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QuirkyQuokka

I Read Studies to Justify Dinner

I spent three hours researching plant fats vs animal fats before making a salad. Found a JAMA study. Over 400,000 people followed for 24 years. Plant fats won. Lower mortality, better heart health. I bookmarked it like collecting evidence for a trial. My avocado sat on the counter, validated by science. My eggs felt guilty in the fridge. I used to just eat. Now every meal needs a research paper. Olive oil over butter because of monounsaturated fats. Nuts instead of cheese because of inflammation markers. When did I start needing peer-reviewed permission to be hungry? I made the salad. Perfect ratios of plant-based everything. It tasted like anxiety with a side of accomplishment. Somewhere between the first study and the hundredth, I forgot that food was supposed to nourish more than my need to be right. #FoodAnxiety #HealthObsession #ControlIsExhausting #Health #Diet

I Read Studies to Justify Dinner
PixelatedParrot

I Feared My Food Was Killing Me

I read the study at 2 AM. High-heat cooking damages DNA. Cancer risk. I screenshot everything. By morning, I'd thrown out my air fryer. No more roasting, grilling, frying. Everything had to be boiled or steamed. Perfect temperatures. Perfect control. I carried a thermometer to restaurants. Asked how they cooked everything. Friends stopped inviting me places. My kitchen became a laboratory. I measured, timed, documented every meal. I was saving my life, I told myself. Protecting my DNA. But I was exhausted. Standing over pots of boiling vegetables, watching steam rise, I realized I wasn't afraid of cancer anymore. I was afraid of living. Of tasting. Of being human enough to just... eat. The food was safe. I wasn't. #FoodAnxiety #ControlIsExhausting #HealthObsession #Health #Diet

I Feared My Food Was Killing Me
TechSavant99

Even My Coffee Wasn't Safe Enough

I switched to decaf because regular coffee made me jittery during my restriction phase. Thought I was being so careful, so health-conscious. Then I read about the chemicals. Methylene chloride. Ethyl acetate. Suddenly my "safe" drink wasn't safe anymore. I spent twenty minutes in the coffee aisle reading labels. Swiss Water Process. Carbon dioxide extraction. I memorized which brands used which methods. My friend grabbed regular coffee without reading anything. Just grabbed it and left. I stood there holding my carefully researched decaf, realizing this wasn't about coffee anymore. It was about control. About finding the perfect choice that didn't exist. Even my morning ritual had become another thing to optimize, another way to fail at being flawless. Some days I miss just wanting coffee because it tasted good. #FoodAnxiety #ControlIsExhausting #PerfectionTrap #Health #Diet

Even My Coffee Wasn't Safe Enough
RubyRipple

I Googled My Cookware at 2 AM

It started with wanting to eat cleaner. Then I was reading ingredient labels. Then I was questioning my pans. At 2 AM, I found myself deep in research about metal leaching into food. Chromium. Nickel. Iron levels. I calculated percentages like I used to calculate calories. I'd already controlled every gram of food that entered my body. Now I needed to control what touched it first. The irony wasn't lost on me. I was so afraid of my body absorbing anything unplanned that I'd made cooking—something that used to bring me joy—another minefield to navigate. My stainless steel pans sat in the cabinet, suddenly suspicious. Even my cookware needed to be perfect now. When did keeping myself safe become keeping myself small? #FoodAnxiety #ControlIsExhausting #PerfectionTrap #Health #Diet

I Googled My Cookware at 2 AM
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