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[sasha_feather]

I think about pain a lot. On good days I think about it in a reflective way, a political way, I try to give it meaning and words. I think I write about it so much in an attempt to normalize my experience, to not have it be such a catastrophe. Here I am, here is this thing I am living with, it sucks, but it can't be a tragedy, it isn't.

On bad days I'm just overwhelmed by the experience and disassociate from body as much as I can.

sheafrotherdon posted this great entry about loving one's body. I normally am all over that and I want to write one too. But not today. Maybe today is a day that I need to? But it's so hard to love a body in this much pain.

Migraines make me weird, or maybe I should say weirder than normal; they reduce my filter down to almost nothing. I say awkward things and can't read social cues, and when I notice this it's one sign I have a headache coming on.

But migraines also make me AWESOME at Scramble on Facebook. *goes back to scrambling*

Comments

[goblingirl.livejournal.com]

You are more than your pain but when it's strong, it's so overwhelming that it's hard to see. I keep thinking back to the seeing your pain as a child. It's just not a child that I like. I hope that you are able to find some relief. *hugs*