I struggled from anxiety that led to self-harm, triggered by low self-esteem, bullying, family problems and bereavement. I never felt like I

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‘Thank goodness we’ve caught it early.’ These words truly set the wheels in motion for me. What had previously been an unconscious struggle

I recently read ‘The Food of Love’ by Amanda Prowse. Amanda writes about a family in which the daughter suffers from anorexia. It’s written