I am a Chronic Migraine Sufferer. Please, Don’t Judge.


Do not assume that I am weak because it takes everything I have to get out of bed. I am far from weak. I suffer from something you know nothing about, and unless you do, you have no right to criticize.

Think of the worst headache you have ever had. Thought of it, okay. Now magnify that by like x10. Throw in some blurred vision, and just for fun how about some nausea. Add thee sensitivity to light and sound. That is a migraine.

That is what migraine sufferers all across this world deal with. It isn’t just an excuse to miss work, or school, or family functions- like we get accused of doing, all the time. No we don’t want to miss out on life like we do.

I mean think about it, who in their right mind would want to miss out on Grandma’s cooking on Christmas. No one, that’s who. We just have a crippling headache that barely let’s us get out of bed.

Those of us who suffer 15 or more migraine headache days a month, have what is known as Chronic Migraine or sometimes, Chronic Daily Headache. It is anything but delightful I assure you.

There is no food that causes mine. There is no substance for me to stay away from- like alcohol. I mean seriously, I don’t even drink anymore. Mine are caused by things that I can’t control- Stress and Weather. So if I was to eliminate all the stress in my life and be able to control the weather, then maybe I would be okay.

But I can’t. So I’m not okay. I suffer from headaches that range in severity, every day. Sometimes I’m okay, other times, not so much. I have tried different medications that I take daily to try and control my headaches, so far nothing.

I am going to ask them next time about doing the botox injections. Hopefully that will get me some relief. As it stands right now, my chronic migraine is affecting my life daily.

It limits me as to what I can and can’t do, not only when I actually have a migraine, but I am living a game of chance. It is hard to make plans, only to cancel them because of a migraine. I live a maybe life. Maybe I can take my dog to the park, maybe I can go out to dinner, maybe.

I am tired of the maybe life. Of living a game of risk and of not knowing for sure if I will be in bed tomorrow with another migraine. I am not weak, my brain just hates me. Until you know what that feels like- don’t judge.

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