Pride ride of place

Growing up, I had a wonderful upbringing.

I was always active and out playing with my friends and family. Life was good, but as I child, I was always complaining of stomach aches to my parents Wendy, 71, and Dave, 84.

I don’t remember them too much to begin with, but as the years passed, my stomach and gut pains only got worse.

By the time I was in my midteens, I suffered with severe bloating and cramps.

Naturally, everyone assumed it was just my hormones, so I tried to get on with things.

I moved to London to study Graphic Design and Photography at university, and I was determined to live a full life.

Only, from then on, my stomach issues continued to progress.

At 20-years-old, I found myself constantly feeling sick and running to the loo. I couldn’t