For years, I avoided weighing myself. 

I thought it would make me obsess more. So I didn’t do it. 

But here’s the irony: I was obsessing constantly anyway. 

Every time my clothes felt tight, every time someone I hadn’t seen in a while asked if I was still running, my brain would spiral. Do they think I’ve gained weight? Have I?

Then I read my friend Darya Rose’s book Foodist, where she recommends experimenting with weighing yourself every single day — without shame or pride — as a way to actually stop the obsession. 

I decided to give it a go. It changed everything.

Not only did I know exactly where I stood (no more guessing), but I also discovered that after a big eating day, the damage was almost always much smaller than my brain had convinced me it was. 

And the most beautiful unexpected bonus? 

Doing this daily helped me separate my self-worth from the number on the scale. I no longer see myself as a better person when the number is lower, or a worse person when it’s higher.