Florence Welch On Addiction, Eating Disorder Recovery, And Finding True Happiness In Her 30s


For years, even as her dazzling talent brought her fame and adoration, Florence Welch was beset by self-loathing. Here she relates how she finally called a truce in her internal war.

By Florence Welch

Original Source: vogue.co.uk

Sometimes I’ll recall something stupid I did as a teenager – like trying to get a face tattoo at 14 – and I’ll have to sit down and catch my breath. Because I can’t believe I got away with it, that I survived those years. Or maybe I didn’t? But at least I’m still alive.

It takes a while to understand your worth. I got sober when I was 27, a few months after my birthday party, where my mother made a speech – a plea, really – to my friends to try to keep me alive and out of the notorious “27 club”. After she’d finished, I put my face in my cake and got into the shower fully clothed. That day, I would never have believed my 30th birthday would be a sober, calm affair with nice friends and nice food that I actually ate; that I would have already waved the white flag at the party, one arm fluttering from the floor, I surrender, I’m done. After all, I’d been planning the alternative…click here to continue reading