By a London Girl

A tale of knitting, food, interstitial cystitis and general angst, all homemade in the UK.

I don’t talk about my illness so that you will feel sorry for me. I talk about it so you will know what I’m going through, why I am the way I am. I don’t want your pity. I want your understanding.

And sometimes, I talk about it because I had a bad day and just like you, talking about the bad thing makes me feel better. It just so happens I have a lot of bad days and my illness is usually at the core of it.

My tumblr doesn’t tell me when I’ve got messages :(

So I’m sorry if I haven’t replied to you for ages, I didn’t know!!

the-listening:

metalhearted:

today is the oldest you’ve ever been
and the youngest you’ll ever be again

let that sink in

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(via rainbow-ginger-butterfly)

Bad Day

lifewithic:

Why is it so hard to feel positive or happy when you’re in pain? You’d think after large amounts of pain on a near-daily basis for almost four years being in pain would sort of fade to the background, and you’d be able to just go out and smile at people and make friends and be light-hearted…

I feel exactly the same. I don’t know why. Maybe you can never get used to it because your body still feels threatened by the pain even when it’s a constant in your life.

supernaturally-marvelous:

twinkletwinklelittletardis:

ifell-through-theice:

marco-the-cutie:

allmysecretdaydreams:

How is this not the best thing? No period AND you get to be a guy for a week

I GET TO HAVE A DICK FOR A WEEK??? SIGN ME UP

*Presses the button like no tomorrow*

THINK OF THE COSPLAY OPPORTUNITIES

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supernaturally-marvelous:

twinkletwinklelittletardis:

ifell-through-theice:

marco-the-cutie:

allmysecretdaydreams:

How is this not the best thing? No period AND you get to be a guy for a week

I GET TO HAVE A DICK FOR A WEEK??? SIGN ME UP

*Presses the button like no tomorrow*

THINK OF THE COSPLAY OPPORTUNITIES

if someone asks me what the girls on tumblr are like, i’m showing them this post

(via lifewithautoimmune)

weavemunchers:

Text Flirting Tip: Don’t reply immediately. Play it cool, wait for a minute, then eventually forget to reply and ruin everything

This happened with my bf. He text me, I didn’t reply and then forgot and he text me again the next day like ‘um…hello?’. Oops! It all worked out anyway :)

(via anotherfuckedupteen)

YAAAAAAAAAAAY

One of my best friends just got engaged :D 

I got so excited my boyfriend ran into the room because he thought something had happened to me!

She’s so grown up. Engaged and she bought a house! 

I feel so immature ;)

flurle:

ejacutastic:

i have childhood memories that i am not 100% sure actually happened or if i dreamed them i really do not know

I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS TEXT POST ALL MY LIFE

(via sciguy)

I’m having a nice day today.

Bonus picture of my friends cat relaxing after trying to eat my leg and toes!

Sewing Question! Do I need a walking foot?

I bought a jersey knit dress today that I want to alter and I am planning on making my first quilt in a few weeks time.

I have been reading about how to quilt and sew jersey and it seems that a walking foot is useful?

Can you do it without one? I’m a novice sewer, only just completing my 3rd project.

For my machine (a Juki HZL-G110) a walking foot is going to be about £50! I want to make sure it is definitely worthwhile before buying it…

Can you still sew jersey and quilts well if you lower the feed teeth and use a normal foot? I want to do a patchwork quilt probably with some freehanding.

Weird benefit from my new dietary habits

No more cellulite…

Seriously. 

My bum has never been this smoooooooth.

I wonder why it’s made a difference to that. I haven’t lost weight or anything. Or toned up because I haven’t done any exercise. Except swimming yesterday which means my arms are killing me today even though i just did forward rolls and handstands.

I had a dream that I was eating fizzy Haribo

God they were delicious.

I wish I could really eat them. I think I’m gonna crave them all day!

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chronicallyinvisible:

One of the harder things about being sick is the constant questioning yourself of the severity of your symptoms and whether you’re overplaying or underplaying them. It’s so hard to gauge how you’re feeling when your idea of ‘normal’ or ‘okay’ is so different from…

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