THE INTERVENTION

Scrolling through social media, I constantly compared myself to my friends, as every other 18-year-old girl does.

But I took it a bit further...

‘Why are you all so much skinnier than me?’ I moaned to my pals regularly, not realising the trap I was getting into.

I had always been curvier than my friends, with a bum and boobs.

My friends were worried about me

But I didn’t appreciate my body, instead getting myself down and wishing for a smaller frame.

Little by little, I decided to stop eating food.

Unbeknown to me, I was getting unhappier by the day.

At home, my mum Eileen, 54, and dad John, 64, were getting a divorce.

‘They used to be so happy,’ I thought to myself,