A Junk Food Reckoning
My brain processes high fructose corn syrup as love
CW: Disordered eating.
In childhood, candy was a sweet hug. A high followed by a crash. I was an anxious kid who struggled with sleep. I craved the relief of the crash that followed the candy high. I had the sweetest of sweet tooths. Came by it naturally, by way of both sides of my family.