Then, in early 2023, I stumbled across Slimpod. At the time, I wasn’t looking for a life-changing solution—I just wanted to lose a bit of weight for my daughter’s confirmation. I had tried everything before: Weight Watchers, Slimming World, hypnosis. The constant cycle of stepping on a scale and having my mood dictated by a number had worn me down. When I saw Slimpod on Facebook, I thought, why not? It was just another attempt—one more thing to add to the list of failures. But I was wrong.

Slimpod didn’t just change how I saw food—it changed how I saw myself.

At first, I noticed small shifts. I stopped obsessing over what I was eating. I no longer felt guilt when I had a treat, and surprisingly, I found myself naturally making better choices. My mindset transformed. It wasn’t about restriction anymore; it was about trust—trusting myself to listen to my body, to make the right choices, to know that food wasn’t the enemy. And as that mindset grew stronger, so did my confidence.

Anxiety had always been the root of my struggles, and before Slimpod, I didn’t fully realise how much it had impacted my weight. I was a comfort eater. Stressful day? Chinese takeaway. Feeling low? A few biscuits with my tea. I wasn’t eating because I was hungry—I was eating because it was time, or because it was a way to soothe myself. But with Slimpod, something clicked. I started eating when I was actually hungry. I stopped punishing myself for my choices. The weight began to come off, effortlessly. Two dress sizes down, and for the first time, I felt truly in control.

But the biggest transformation wasn’t just in my weight—it was in my life. Before Slimpod, I was afraid. A panic attack at a Madonna concert years ago had left me with a deep-rooted fear of crowds and enclosed spaces. That fear had kept me from truly living. After starting Slimpod, that fear didn’t disappear overnight, but something changed: I started saying yes instead of no. Instead of instantly shutting down invitations, I’d think, maybe I can do this. And then, I did.

I took my first flight in 13 years—to Kerry. When that went well, I flew to Edinburgh, then Mallorca, then Paris. I went to concerts again, even ones in crowded arenas. I rejoined my local swimming pool, something I had abandoned after a panic attack years ago. And when I forgot my makeup after a swim and my girls suggested going for tea, I didn’t panic. I just went in, bare-faced, and enjoyed myself.

Every day, I look for glimmers—small moments of joy and positivity, rather than searching for triggers. I write in my gratitude journal each morning, setting positive intentions for the day ahead. I’ve even gone back to work full-time, something I never thought I’d do. I’m stronger, more confident, and for the first time in years, I feel like me again.

Anxiety isn’t gone completely. There are still moments of struggle. But now, I trust myself to handle them. I refuse to let fear dictate my life any longer. Slimpod didn’t just help me lose weight—it gave me my life back.

To anyone out there who feels stuck, who feels like they’ve lost control: you can take it back. 

Thank you, Sandra, and thank you, Slimpod, for giving me me back.