Ideal images are everywhere, it’s like they’re following us a a shadow. You just have to unlock your phone, open Instagram and there they are. The prettiest girls in school, the most beautiful women on the planet and the fittest fitness-gurus of the gym. Their account is a perfect reflection of the even more perfect life they’re living. The prettiest girls are having fun with their equally pretty friends. The beautiful women are enjoying their low calorie salad like it’s a cheeseburger. The fitness-gurus are having the time of their lives on the treadmill. And here I am, on my couch, staring at my smartphone with a bag of chips next to me that’s already half-empty. What a failure, right?
In the average teenager’s world everything is constantly changing. Things surrounding us, next to us and even within us. Without having the least of control over something. And that’s all we youngsters are looking for. Control. Being an ‘adult’. One time we can’t wait to be all grown up, the next time we can’t postpone it long enough. So we try to pull the strings of the things we do have in our own hands. And food appears to be one of those things.
Sunday evening, you visit your grandma for a weekly dinner with the whole family. The first thing you hear when you enter the room is ‘Wow, you look great. Did you lose some weight?’. It brightens you up. And soon, you find yourself discussing the newest healthy food trends. ‘I’ve stopped eating carbs for two weeks now, isn’t that great?’ Five minutes later, your grandma serves her delicious fries with some homemade mayonnaise and wine is poured out generously. You truly enjoy the fries and the yummy glass of wine even more. But the joy does not compensate the guilt that befalls you at night like a rain shower on a sunny day. You’ve lost control once again.