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29th May 2022
07:54pm BST

As a teenager I didn't realise I had disordered eating habits as I thought eating disorders were anorexia or bulimia and that's it.
It wasn't until I was an adult that I realised what an unhealthy relationship I have with food and with my body in general.
When I was younger and thinner, everyone referred to my weight as if it was my main personality trait.
I was the small friend.
The friend who always sat on someone's lap if there was a lack of chairs.
The one that would always take the middle seat in the back of the car.
It wasn't something I thought was particularly a big deal until I started to gain weight and then people started making comments on how I wasn't as small as I used to be.
It threw me into a tailspin of crash diets and constant exercise.
But then I noticed my children wanting to copy me and thinking what I was doing was normal and that was when I realised the weight madness had to stop.
I can still remember being my daughter's age and seeing my aunt drink SlimFast and asking if I could have some to which she responded 'not until you're older'.
I watched my classmates starve themselves to look like celebrities, because according to every magazine the worst thing you could be is fat.
I don't want my children to every think that. I don't want them to believe that thin automatically means good and fat automatically means bad.
Fat is fat. It's something that insulates your body.
Sure too much of it can cause health issues but eating disorders also cause health issues.
I want my children to grow up knowing that health is different than weight and that their size is not indictive of what kind of person they are.
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