Tucking into another 12-pack of Krispy Kreme doughnuts, I devoured half of the box within less than an hour, licking the sugar off of my fingers after each.
I stopped at six, but could have easily eaten more.
Nothing ever seemed to fill me up – my stomach felt like an empty, bottomless pit.
The diet can start on Monday, I told myself for the hundredth time, knowing it wouldn’t be successful.
I’d been attempting to lose weight for all of my adult life.
From the Cambridge Diet to Slimming World – you name it, I’d tried it.
Moving out of home on my own for the first time at 18 was when I really started to pile on the pounds.
I was just a slim size 10 when I moved out, but working long days as a carer saw me hitting up the drive-thru and grabbing snacks whenever I could.
Devouring a sausage and egg
