My mother.
My ex-partner who was still a good friend.
More friends.
A career.
A more equal, less resentful, relationship with my husband of just one year.
A wrinkle-free face.
A flat in London that would be paid off by now, and we could have retired on the proceeds.
My family jewellery that was stolen in a break in a few years later.
A couple of stones of excess fat.
So the only positive in all that time is learning how to lose weight and a strategy for keeping it off. Not much balanced against all I've lost. Wow, that was depressing.