As my husband Shaun walked into our bedroom, I pulled the duvet up to my neck to cover myself. You’d think I’d be showing off my slimmed-down body after losing more than 10st, but with an envelope of saggy skin hanging off my stomach, I’m nowhere near feeling confident.
My weight problem started young. By the time I was four, my mum had taken me to the GP as she was concerned about my size, but doctors couldn’t find a reason. By eight, I could fit into adult size-14 clothes, and six years later I was 15st and struggling with anxiety and depression.
SECRET SNACKING
I was relentlessly
