As I watched my daughter Jessica studying the restaurant menu before eagerly ordering a pasta dish, then something chocolatey for pudding, I couldn’t have felt more proud of her. In June, on a family holiday in Menorca, it was the first time we had seen Jess, then 22, excited by food since she was a teenager.
A year earlier, Jess’ priority in life was to see the needle of the weighing scales tip to the left. Emaciated and overwhelmed by anorexia and bulimia, it was as though my darling girl had been placed under a spell she could not escape. But now, we are finally getting our daughter back.
My twins Lucy and Jessica have been my world from the moment they were born in October 2000 and,
