I was wearing size 18 clothes and literally eating everything in sight. At one point, for 2 weeks solid, I was eating McDonald's meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
The jeans I am wearing in this photo were a size 18 and I was bursting out of them. I had no energy and was still eating very large quantities of food.
Although I had cut meat and fish out of my diet I was substituting them with lashings of cheese on every meal.
At this age I was taking absolutely no exercise and was eating family sized pizzas and drinking full fat coke.
At this point in my life I had horrific cellulite and spotty skin. Consuming full fat dairy products that were literally polluting my body.
I was desperate to wear a size 8 pair of skinny jeans. In the changing room I burst into tears when they fitted after I tried them on for the very first time.
After the birth of my first son I was still going to the gym and avoiding sugar at all costs.
By now I had married and had my second son. It was around this time that I made the decision to set up my very own vegan animal rights organisation.
During this time I was spending every Saturday protesting on the street of London. To be honest that was my only form of exercise at this stage in my life.
I reached 40 and decided that the best way forward for me was to reach out to the rest of the vegan community via social media and the internet.