Eat Real Food
My definition of real food: all foods, any foods, that are on adulterated by diet culture. Period.
This means that a carrot and a Cheeto get the same amount of my energy. (And no, I am not saying that they are the same thing, nutritionally speaking.) That quinoa and kale might be delightful to you, and they might not, and either way, what you eat is not a reflection of you or your value or your goodness.
If you want to slice of bread, have a slice of real bread. If you want yogurt, skip the diet section. That new trendy food? Eat it if you enjoy it, but don’t feel like you need to. Food does not need to be a team sport. You don’t need to be a member of a club to eat a thing, and just because you choose to eat a thing, does not make you a member of a club, anyway. (I’m definitely on team #butterlove). Real food can represent any food. It’s the relationship we have to it that matters. If you’re in a space where you can’t consider eating non-diet foods, get curious about what would happen if you challenge that idea for a moment.
Diet foods stink. You deserve better and your body can handle better, too.
EAT REAL FOOD.
