23rd October 2017
This is a hard story to tell people but I am going to try my hardest to keep it together. It all started half way through my first year at high school. That’s when all the unwelcoming thoughts and feelings towards my body and myself came rushing in. I would look in the mirror and wonder to myself why am I so fat and ugly. I couldn’t bare to look in the mirror or even at myself anymore without being disgusted. As weeks went by my friend started talking about calories to me and well it stuck into my head, from that day on I began to count calories. when it all started it wasn’t that bad I still ate what I classed as “junk food” but it got worse as months went on.
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