I loved the meal.
Just not how I felt afterwards.
I’ve always loved food. Trying new restaurants, sharing meals with friends and enjoying the foods I actually wanted to eat.
But there was one part I hated — how I sometimes felt afterwards. Bloated. Heavy. Uncomfortable. A meal I had genuinely enjoyed could suddenly become something I wished I hadn't eaten.
For a long time, I thought that was simply something I had to accept.
Until one day I thought: why should enjoying food have to come with that feeling?