LIVING PROOF
Jun 11, 2020
5 minutes
WORDS BY ROSIE CRASS
Raiding the kitchen cupboards, I crammed a few chocolate biscuits into my pockets and dashed into my bedroom.
Made it , I thought to myself as I shut the door behind me.
If Mum had caught me, she would’ve gone mad.
I’d already had a big dinner, but like always, I was still hungry.
Aged 13, I’d always been the bigger girl at school, and it was mostly down to my snacking.
While Mum cooked big dinners, I didn’t help myself with my constant snacking on top.
Crisps, chocolate, you name it - whatever I could get my hands on in between meals, I would eat.
I was always snacking on junk
I knew I had a problem, but I wasn’t
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