Bone: My Battle with Anorexia tells the story of how I developed severe anorexia nervosa but, after several years of acute suffering from this dreadful condition, have managed to embark upon a steady process of recovery. I am 31 years old but was first diagnosed with anorexia aged 19, although anorexia had started to enter my mind in my early adolescence. I was a competitive athlete & hoped to pursue it as a career. It was when I started at Loughborough University & was training with athletes preparing for the Beijing Olympics in 2008, that anorexia truly started to take over my life. My dreams of becoming an Olympian slipped away as I fell into the grips of anorexia. I was admitted to an eating disorder hospital on the brink of death. For several years later, I was a revolving door patient and, on each admission into hospital, I was told it was touch and go if I survived. My book tells the story of my struggle with anorexia & now my journey to recovery.
Why you should read my book
Most eating disorder memoirs involve the sufferer having only one admission, typically as an adolescent, and then recovering. However, in reality, many sufferers have more than one admission & it is difficult for such people to relate fully to most eating disorder autobiographies as the enduring suffering has not been the same. Revolving door cases, like myself, are thought of as having much less chance of recovery than single admissions but I want to provide hope to these people that recovery is possible. I have reached rock bottom, both physically & mentally, having repeated & lengthy hospital admissions & dedicating my life to anorexia for almost a decade of what should have been the prime of my life. However, I am now in recovery & giving life a go. I have lived through the darkest days of anorexia & my story can provide hope & inspiration to both new sufferers & chronic sufferers. My book is also important to help raise awareness & understanding of eating disorders to the general public & professionals.
Bone: My Battle with Anorexia
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“Swing your bum to the left and shake it to the right. Do a little wiggle in between and everything will be alright!” We all squealed with excitement.
“That’s brilliant,” my friends and I said to my sister who had just made up a song for us to make a dance routine to. “We can be like the Spice Girls!”
This type of conversation was not unusual throughout my childhood. I can only describe my childhood as being the best I could have wished for. I had two loving parents and a fun older sister, Nicola, who I got on with (most of the time). I had wonderful grandparents who I saw regularly and I also had a nanny, Jenny, who looked after me when my parents went to work and, once I had started school, looked after me when school finished until my parents got home. Jenny was great and we always had so much fun. And she always gave me so much love. It was like having a second mum. I was very lucky to have the loving family and extended family with Jenny as I was growing up.
When I wasn’t at school, you could always find me playing outside with the other kids that lived down my road. We always had a great time, making up dance routines, riding our bikes, playing football, board games, going to the park – you name it, we did it. There was never a moment that wasn’t filled with fun. From the age of 5, I was playing out in the street virtually every weekend. It was great! The weekends were also special because my mum and dad would take me and Nicola into town and we would go to Debenhams for cake. I always had a sticky bun and Nicola always had a Belgian bun. I used to collect Puppy in my Pocket’s and Nicola collected trolls and sometimes when we went to town on the weekend, my mum would buy me a puppy and Nicola a troll to add to our collection. We had hours of fun with those toys, as well as the Polly in my Pockets, baby dolls and Barbies Nicola and I both had. On a Sunday, my dad would walk round to the corner shop to buy a newspaper quite early in the morning, and he would always bring back a 5 finger Kitkat and give a stick to me and Nicola. It was even better when the corner shop started selling Spice Girl photos because I would spend my £1 pocket money buying myself a pack every week to glue into my Spice Girl scrap book. If we were really lucky, we were allowed to go round to the corner shop and get a bag of penny sweets. Food at that age was fun. We generally ate healthily, but were allowed treats like this. We always ate together as a family and meal times were enjoyable occasions. It wasn’t until later that this was going to change.
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……It was with my periods starting that I became concerned of my size. I felt fat and a lot bigger than my friends. In reality, my body shape and size were perfectly normal but, in my group of friends (there were four of us), two of them were very slight and, in comparison, I felt big. More importantly however, was the fact that I started to think that my athletic performance would improve if I lost a bit of weight. Because my athletics was going well and I really enjoyed it, I dreamt about becoming a professional athlete. That was the career I wanted to pursue. Sometimes in half term when I would go round to Jenny’s for the day, on my 10 minute walk to her house, I would imagine myself being interviewed on the radio – Rebecca, the Great British athlete and my story of my rise to success. It was my dream and I was determined to achieve it.
In order to achieve my dream I knew I needed to train properly. I was also convinced that I needed to lose some weight.
Bone: My Battle with Anorexia is being published by Wisteria Publishing in January 2021.
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