I have tried to adopt a policy that food is morally neutral. It is neither good nor bad

When I first started dating my boyfriend, I didn’t want a relationship. I was in the early stages of recovery, which was and continues to be the foremost priority in my life, and I was facing a hectic year, work wise, with two novels to be published and the debut of the stage adaptation of Asking For It.

He was funny and smart and handsome, but so were other men I’d dated, I reminded myself. I didn’t have time to commit to anything serious. But from the very beginning, there were tiny signs this might be different. A hand in the small of my back as we crossed the road, standing on the side of oncoming traffic as if to protect me.