The Overthinker’s Guide to Making a Sandwich (Yes, It’s That Deep)

Why making a sandwich can become an existential crisis when you have anxiety and a slightly-too-loud inner monologue.

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Let’s talk about making a sandwich.
For most people, it’s just lunch.
For overthinkers like us? It’s a full-blown identity crisis wrapped in gluten.

You’re hungry. You want food. You think, “I’ll just make a sandwich.” But you forgot one crucial thing: your brain doesn’t do “just.”

White bread? Feels like cheating.
Whole wheat? Feels like an apology.
Sourdough? Feels like you’re trying to impress someone who reads philosophy in coffee shops.

You’re not just picking a slice of bread. You’re choosing a lifestyle. A personal brand. A statement.

Suddenly, you’re questioning your childhood, your grocery choices, and whether or not “multigrain” is a lie invented by fitness influencers.

Okay, fridge time. Chicken? Turkey? Tofu? That lone boiled egg?

You’re now spiraling through every food documentary you’ve ever watched.
“Is this humane?”
“Would my therapist judge this choice?”
“Do I even…