BLIND PANIC
May 20, 2021
4 minutes
Collapsing onto a bench in Disneyland, Paris, I was exhausted from all of the walking, and it wasn’t even midday yet.
‘Can we go on another ride, Mam?’ my five-year-old, Lily, said as she jumped around with buckets of energy.
‘I think I need to grab something to eat,’ I sighed.
It was November 2019 and I’d reached the heaviest I’d ever been, 16st 11.5lbs – a size 22 dress.
I wasn’t happy with how I was and when I looked back over the pictures of me standing next to Minnie Mouse I could see that I needed to address my weight.
My confidence was pretty low, my skin was bad and being tired all the time was a
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