DaydreamDell+FollowI Counted Every VegetableTwo to three cups daily. I memorized that number like scripture. I'd measure spinach leaves, count broccoli florets, weigh bell pepper strips on my kitchen scale. My Instagram was full of rainbow bowls, each color representing another vitamin I was conquering. The dietitian said only 1 in 10 people eat enough vegetables. I wasn't going to be part of that statistic. I hit my vegetable goals every single day for eight months. My skin glowed. My digestion was perfect. My inflammation markers dropped. But I couldn't eat a salad without calculating. Couldn't order dinner without scanning the menu for adequate servings. Couldn't feel good about a meal unless half my plate was green. I thought I was being healthy. I was just being controlled. #Health #Diet #HealthyObsession20Share
FluffyUnicorn+FollowI Memorized Every Apple Fact. Still HungryI used to memorize apple facts like prayers. Malus domestica. 16 pounds per person annually. Three-quarters of the fiber in the skin. I could recite quercetin benefits while standing in produce aisles, calculating if this medium apple was worth the 95 calories. I knew pectin supported gut health, but my stomach still clenched with anxiety every time I ate. The research felt like armor. If I understood the science, maybe I could trust myself around food. Seven thousand apple varieties exist worldwide, but I only allowed myself the same organic Honeycrisp, weighed and logged. I thought knowledge would quiet the noise. Instead, I became a walking nutrition database who forgot what hunger felt like. One evening, eating my pre-portioned apple slices, I realized something brutal: I could recite every antioxidant benefit, but I couldn't remember the last time food brought me actual joy. All that research. Still so hungry inside. #FoodFacts #ControlIsExhausting #HealthyObsession #Health #Diet00Share
