Erin Esty, 34, Tunbridge Wells, Kent
The diamond on my ring finger glittered as I leafed through wedding brochures, but I wanted to cry. ‘I’m not walking up the aisle like this,’ I sighed.
It was early 2022, and my partner Darren, then 34, had popped the question.
Not for the first time – he’d been asking for six years!
Parents to Jackson, then 7, Caleb, 5, and my son Harry, 13, from a past relationship, we were happy.
But getting wed filled me with fear.
See, I’d always struggled with my weight.
With each pregnancy, I’d gained more.
Working as a nail technician, I snacked on supermarket meal deals between clients.
Then gobbled a family-sized Dairy Milk in front of the telly at night.
Now 30, I’d hit 25st…