It is very lonely, very sad, very isolating to have a migraine. There is only so much I can do...and nothing anyone else can do.
With the pain comes the sadness, the anxiety, the helplessness. I cry because I have no control over them. I wonder when the next one will come. I cry because I know that there will always be the next one.
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You are one of the strongest people I know.
Hang in there...
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