When I turned 30, it was like my metabolism decided to abandon me and I piled on the pounds. I'd always been a size ten and had been blessed with the ability to eat all the food and gain no weight. 

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However, thanks to a serious road traffic accident as a child and a bad fall that damaged my knee, my health deteriorated. I'd been happily married for a number of years and found comfort in junk food; emotional eating became a coping mechanism for the endless excruciating pain that I was experiencing on a daily basis.

After a while  and a ton of hospital tests, it became clear that I had fibromyalgia.  I had been on painkillers for  many many years and these were what led to the weight gain.