“I never really liked dolls, they kinda freak me out. I always loved teddy bears, and wouldn’t go anywhere without my favourite one, ‘Teddy.’
Even though I’m not a child anymore, I still have ‘Teddy.’ I found him the other day in the loft. I got him down and felt sad. I couldn’t remember why he was my favourite…I just looked at him blank.
My eating disorder has got worse again, and I when I looked at ‘Teddy’ I just felt lonely as if I had been hidden away from the world in the loft like he had. 
I might not be making much sense, but I just want to feel happy again.”

Anonymous, U.K.