I had no-one I could talk to about my burns when I was growing up. I’ve learnt to embrace them now, but before, when I was in high school, I almost took my own life because I was so down.

It was around my eighth birthday and I was at home. A flame from a lighter caught my T-shirt, so I ran to my bathroom and got five basins of water and chucked them on myself. I remember my skin started to feel funny.