When I was 17 years old, someone close to me, told me that I had put a lot of weight on and that I needed to be careful or else no one would love me.
When I was 18 years old, I developed a very serious eating disorder and one which would follow me for longer than I could have ever wanted. When I was 19, I met someone who I thought was the love of my life. As time unfolded, I was in the most toxic situation I could have ever imagined.
I was extremely underweight, unhappy, emotionally abused every single day and struggling in every which-way possible.
When I was 20, in the same day I lost my job and was intervened by a group of people close to me who were concerned about my health and what was going on. I started seeing a counsellor and getting help, but the toxic relationship I was in didn't go anywhere.
When I was 21, a lightbulb went off and I knew that things needed to change if I was actually going to survive.
My relationship ended, and although it was a long and emotional process, I re-lapsed throughout this period but I made it through the other side, and it was the best thing that could have ever happened to me.
My friendships and relationship with myself did not rebuild themselves overnight, but now they are stronger than I could have ever hoped for. I am thankful to those who stuck-by me no matter what through the hardest time of my life, and nothing I can do could ever repay any of them for what they have done for me. I am thankful to my partner for loving and accepting me for everything that I am and everything that I used to be, and who my 17 year old self never thought I would have. I am thankful for my past, for shaping me into who I am today and all that I have been through.
I hope that sharing my story will give readers the hope and knowing that you can get through anything - you are never alone.
Love Elle x