I hated the way I looked. I’d hide my rolls of fat under baggy clothes I dropped the empty crisp packets into the bin, one by one. ‘Three…four…five…six!’ I slowly counted.
A wave of guilt washed over me.
I’d just wolfed down six bags of crisps in one go.
Shamefully, it wasn’t even a one-off.
I’d scoff cakes, crisps and chocolate all day long.
It explained my bulging waistline and bingo wings.
At 18st 7lb, I wore a huge size-22. But I hadn’t always been big...
After having my kids, Kelly, now 31, Jade, 27, Jamie, 25, and Tianna, 13, I’d struggled to keep off the weight.
Then three years ago, in 2013, I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, following a partial knee-replacement op.
It’s a long-term condition causing pain all…
