Migraine Wasn't My Choice

Migraines are my enemy, I don't want them, I do everything possible to prevent them.
I eat healthy, drink plenty of water, I reduce stress to the best of my ability. All too often I have
been told that I am weak-minded for getting migraines as frequent as I am getting them. How dare I inconvenience those around me having to cancel plans, missing work, causing others to pick up my slack?
I ask myself if my loved ones know how guilty and ashamed I feel everytime I succumb to the ice picks with a never ending intensity in my eye, light that all over sudden gets dangerously bright and the quietest noises that seem like they are hooked to a PA system and it feels like a Techno club is trapped in my head.
On migraine days, I am not a fun person because I need a quiet, cold, dark room. Despite your well meaning, please don't turn on my night stand lamp. Rest assured, I’ve not turned into some dark, creep, I simply have to do what works to navigate through the intensely, insane pain I experience during this time. I pray the attack doesn’t last for a week, I pray I get to the point where I can just throw up a few times and get to the point of recovery. That's not me being negative, this is me understanding my most common attack cycle.
Once I’m past throwing up I start feeling a little better and I am thankful for that!
Migraines are not a choice or a lifestyle, I didn’t bring this on myself, so please, when you encounter anyone with migraines, know that the only thing we are trying to avoid is the migraine itself.