Hello from the new Mrs N!! Can’t quite believe it’s all over and we are finally husband and wife! It’s often second nature for new couples to say they’re on on cloud nine. Yes, cloud nine could exist, but nothing is smooth sailing. I don’t believe anyone that says it is. For me, it really has been amazing and I’m loving my ‘new’ life as a wife, but I guess beneath these fluffy clouds seemingly made of candy floss will always lie some honest feelings. In truth, my eating disorder kicked in hard straight after the wedding. I’ve never lived away from home (apart from my gap year which didn’t end too well), and to suddenly be waking up in a different environment was hard. Yes, I have my amazing husband and he’s been incredible throughout, but for someone who’s pretty bad with change, it hasn’t been so easy. For the first month, I barely walked inside the kitchen. I just couldn’t get used to it. I was just about ok grabbing some water, and running out again. For some bizarre reason, I h
If you had spoken to me four or five years ago, I would never have believed to be in a position I am now. This weekend, I will be in a white dress and a veil, walking down the aisle. No, this is not a post to say I’m suddenly recovered, but more to express how much progress I have made since then. Four years ago I had just been discharged from hospital. I left that admission with the full knowledge I was soon going to lose all that weight as soon as I stepped out the door. I never told anyone that at the time, I made it out that I was suddenly ‘all better’. I looked better, so I guess to most people that meant I was better. In fact, I decided then that I had one mission currently in life. Whilst my other friends were either getting married or starting new jobs, I was losing weight. In my head, my new weight and food targets I was achieving, were far more interesting than anyone else’s major life milestones they were achieving! I didn’t need what other people had. I had my own littl