I used to be the same as her, I literally cried for months when I got sick and gained weight. I would grab imaginary fat and would tell everyone how fat I was. It’s only now (and I’m a lot heavier) that I can see that I wasn’t well and was far from fat. I was skin and bones yet no matter how small I got, I wanted to be smaller. The thing is at the beginning when you start losing weight, everyone tells you how good you look, how much better you look and it becomes addictive. Always wanting the scales to go down, always wanting to see the next stone bracket. It’s all consuming.