What is the one recurring thought that constantly creeps in during a bad migraine attack?

When will it end!

I don't want to do this anymore!! After 44 years of it, I am tired.

How long this one is going to be ?

Why am I alive?

I seriously do wonder what purpose there is in being prone to recurrent debilitation.

I remind myself that just as an ill-fitting pair of pants is moot to my attractiveness, so too is Migraine moot to my value as a living being.

The thought still arises though.

Chronic illness challenges me to stay loving to myself.

The upside is deep compassion for others.