In my teens, I was not considered overweight by any means. However, when you hang around with girls who are size 8 and 10, you feel like an elephant in your size 12 jeans. I remember very clearly thinking that I was not going to end up like my Mum!
By the time I had left home at 18, I had discovered binging and purging. I loved food and I didn’t have a stop button! I had developed my own dysfunctional relationship with food.
After six years of working my way up the corporate ladder I began to have a burning desire to leave the world of banking and become a Dietitian.
Whilst at Uni I began to address my bulimia. I came out of the closet so to speak. It had been such a big secret for nearly 10 years and I remember it taking me over an hour to finally tell that first person. I went to a self-help group for months and began an awareness and weaning process.
By the time I met my future husband in my last year at Uni, bulimia was almost behind me. I made a vow to myself that I was not going to bring bulimia into my marriage. However, I still loved to eat and my stop button struggled to come on.