On the night this picture was taken, I had no idea the massive challenges and obstacles that were about to come my way!
I was once a chronic worrier. The strange thing is, I believed that my worry was helping me.
Looking back now, I can see how it was “helping” me. Worrying about my weight and appearance—on top of continually denying my feelings because I worried too much about what others thought of me—helped me to develop bulimia. Worrying about being loveable and being good enough helped me to stay in unhealthy relationships. Worrying about being likeable helped me to not stand up for myself, express my needs, and do what was best for me. Worrying about money helped me to lie… Read More