I Am No Longer the Person I Was When Migraine Hijacked My Life

I Am No Longer the Person I Was When Migraine Hijacked My Life

I am no longer the person I was when migraine hijacked my life.

I am no longer a striving overachiever.

I am not energetic or a whirlwind of activity.

I have a long list of unachieved goals.

I have lost friends.

I cannot push my body beyond its limits day after day.

I am no longer who I thought I should be.

I am no longer the person I was when migraine hijacked my life.

I am no longer a perfectionist; the illusion of perfection is no longer necessary to prove my worth.

I am calmer and more present. I am able to be with what is actually happening rather than what I wish were true.

I have new goals and work toward them every moment I can. Sometimes the progress seems infinitesimal, but I keep working.

I know who my true friends are and am awed by their compassion and support. I have made new friends, too, who impress me with their strength and love.

I have learned to listen to my body. I still push myself at times, but only when I choose to, not by default. I finally know how to take care of myself.

I know who I genuinely am. I recognize my strength and resilience. I have discovered how to use my optimism appropriately, rather than as a bandaid to pretend like everything’s OK when it’s not.

I am no longer the person I was when migraine hijacked my life.

I have learned to separate migraine from me, to distinguish how migraine changes my behaviors and thoughts from who I am underneath migraine.

I see that migraine consists of two burdens: physical and emotional. And that learning to cope with the emotional distress makes the physical weight easier to bear.

I look for the good around the grief that migraine brings to my life. I am grateful for the smallest joys in the everyday.

I have (mostly) abandoned rumination and self-criticism in favor of trusting and respecting myself.

I am no longer the person I was when migraine hijacked my life.

I am better.

Don’t get me wrong. Migraine is still horrible. Trial by migraine fire is not how I would ever choose to mature. But I like the person that migraine has forced me to become. I am proud of who I’ve proven myself to be amidst the flames.

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