For a long time I held onto this fairytale dream that many women have, that one day the prince would come and save me with his love and that we would live happily ever after – unfortunately, that never happened.
After the death of my grandmother, who was my safe haven and the embodiment of unconditional love, my world collapsed. I developed anorexia, was bullied in school, all while becoming a young woman, with no real support or role models around me.
I searched for my apparently lost love in food, in shopping, in bars and clubs, in alcohol and drugs, in work, in sex, and in changing relationships with emotionally unavailable men. I felt unloved, wrong, and worthless.
I tried to fit in and became a perfect-looking and functioning woman. But deep down inside I felt empty, numb, and lonely.