SAVED BY MY TATTOOS

Jade Wilkinson, 27, Sunderland

Tossing and turning through the night, I struggled to get to sleep. ‘Night Mum,’ I said, led in my bed next to her.

Even after moving my bed into Mum’s room, I still couldn’t get a full night’s sleep.

Aged seven, my parents were getting a divorce.

My mum Karen, 53, raised me single handedly and worked really hard.

I dreaded school.

I was diagnosed with dyslexia and I couldn’t keep up with the other children in my class.

They are my form of alternative therapy

Lunch times were terrible, no-one was very nice to me in the playground.

Everything started to get worse as I hit my teens.

Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I hated