It’s time for a European adventure!
It is a little mad to think how much one person can change in only a matter of months. This time 20 weeks ago, I was so sick that my mum was telling me she’d be planning my funeral before she ever planned my wedding. I was an anorexia ridden wreck.
NOW LOOK AT ME! Taking on the world, day by day. I’m healthy enough to go travelling. A big ‘eff you’ to my eating disorder. Obviously, my parents are naturally going to be a little worried in case I relapse when I leave and end up engaging in old behaviours.
But what is life without a little risk? You cannot live in a protected bubble forever. Let the adventures begin!
First stop, PARIS.