don’t judge my caffeine obsession and weird food habits

So, you know when you wake up and your kitchen looks like a vitamin store accidentally exploded? That’s literally my life. I’ve got everything from vitamin D tablets for my ‘oh we haven’t seen the sun in days’ mood, to those ridiculously tiny omega-3 capsules that I swear are trolling me (who thought choking on fish oil was a good way to start the day?). It’s part science experiment, part survival.

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Juggling pills aside, I dive into the chaos of ‘What We Eat In A Day’ which, by the way, varies between ‘chef-level masterpiece’ and ‘grab whatever the hell is in the fridge’. Recently, I had this phase where I convinced myself that green smoothies would turn me into a yoga icon. Spoiler alert: they didn’t. But let’s talk real food. Morning: cereal or toast – AKA sugar disguised as nutritious breakfast. Lunch: Sometimes fancy, sometimes that leftover pizza slice (because adulting is hard). And then, there’s my afternoon routine. Coffee. I literally operate on copious amounts of caffeine and minor judgment from health articles.

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Dinner’s a wild card. Could be grilled chicken with veggies if I’m channeling that inner ‘fitness inspiration’. Or spaghetti drowning in pesto when life seems unbearable without carbs. Oh, and snacks – popcorn, protein bars, and whatever’s on sale. It’s weird, and probably not that healthy, but somehow it works. My eyes still hurt from late-night internet scrolling about supplements doing everything for you. I need coffee. Ugh. And there’s this ongoing list of workouts that seem to think they know better. Why do I still have a gym membership again?