Hannah Castledine, 31, Melton Mowbray, Leicestershire
Forcing down a mouthful of salad, I faked a smile. ‘That was…tasty,’ I fibbed, pushing any leftover leaves to the corner of my plate.
‘See, I told you,’ my mum Julie, then 40, beamed.
She was always making me healthy meals.
Salads, jacket potatoes, all kinds of nutritious grub.
And I knew exactly why.
At 16, I weighed 16st, and Mum was concerned.
Especially as I was being bullied at school, taunted with ‘fat’ jibes in the classroom.
But it still didn’t make me like healthy food any more.
And though I was pretending to enjoy Mum’s salads, I had a secret lurking under my bed…
Boxes and bags of tempting goodies!
Chocolates, crisps, sweets, biscuits, I even snuck in the odd takeaway from…
