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A UCF graduate and knitter with feminist tendencies.
When I went food shopping the other day I found some delicious looking bread, and it is delicious just every time I eat it I feel joy and then an hour later the nausea of my gluten intolerance. Its funny how some gluten items do that to me and some are really not so bad, but now I’m sad because that bread was seriously yummy.
A friend is in town for a few days and this has filled me with anxiety. It’s a mixture of anxiety of travelling to the other side of London and knowing that there will be loads of people also visiting him. Plus I always feel I have to appear positive and happy, which is pretty hard to pull off when you would rather be hiding under a duvet eating brownies and reading a book.