Photographer: Ethan ColeI was ten years old when I had my first panic attack. I was freewheeling down a hill on my bike, when I suddenly found I was gasping for air and I fell into a ditch full of stinging nettles.There were a lot of things going on for me, emotionally, at that time.
My brother, Joe, had been born extremely premature and just ten months after my other brother, Ethan. For eight years I’d been an only child and suddenly I had two siblings, one of whom was very poorly.
My brothers are two of my favourite people on Earth, now, but at the time it was an almighty gear change.Shortly after Joe was born, my cousin Chloë, who was only a year younger than me, died of cancer.
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