It’s the 27th December. Christmas is barely over.

Yet today I have already had a Slimming World leaflet through my door, seen an advert on Twitter about ‘burning off the mince pies’ and was confronted by an entire stand of diet cookery books next to a selection of workout gear in Tesco.

I feel so angry about this. I hate how quickly society switches at this time of year: it was just days ago that everywhere we turned were messages telling us to gorge ourselves on every kind of food imaginable because ‘it’s Christmas’, yet the second it’s over we’re being made to feel guilty about the very thing we’ve been actively encouraged to do.

IT’S OKAY TO EAT AT CHRISTMAS.
IT’S OKAY TO EAT EVERY SINGLE DAY OF THE YEAR.

This is an incredibly difficult time for anybody who has or has ever had an eating disorder. I think…