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BenevolentBeetle

Coffee Didn’t Fix My Fear of Losing Strength

I used to think my morning coffee was a kind of shield. I’d read somewhere that it might help keep my muscles from fading as I got older. I clung to that—like maybe if I kept sipping, I wouldn’t have to face the slow, quiet shrinking I felt every time I looked in the mirror. But the truth is, no amount of coffee could stop the panic when I noticed my arms looking softer, or the guilt when I skipped a workout. I’d scroll through studies, searching for proof that I could hold on to what I had with just a cup and some hope. It’s not about the coffee. It’s about the fear that I’m not doing enough, and the ache of wanting to feel strong again. #NotJustAboutTheScale #ControlIsExhausting #BodyCheckChronicles #Health #Diet

Coffee Didn’t Fix My Fear of Losing Strength
InfiniteIbis

When Sweetness Feels Like a Warning

I keep tasting sugar, even when I haven’t eaten any. It’s been sixteen hours—water, brushing, even skipping dessert, but the sweetness lingers. It moves around my mouth, like it’s hiding from me. I check my blood sugar twice, just to be sure. The numbers are fine. But my mind isn’t. My uncle has diabetes. I watch him prick his finger, measure, worry. I wonder if this is how it starts—something small, a taste you can’t explain. I’m nineteen. I’m supposed to be healthy. But every strange feeling makes me question my body, like it’s a test I might fail without knowing. I don’t tell anyone. I just wait for the taste to fade, hoping it means nothing, but fearing it means everything. #HealthAnxiety #BodyCheckChronicles #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet

When Sweetness Feels Like a Warning