No one
No one understands, no one, not even another migrainure. We may share symptoms or stories but no one knows the internal battle you are living with. These battles we face make us each our own person. It changes our life in so many ways. How we look at life or how we go about our days, everyone is different. These battles can make or break relationships, family or friend. These battles can make or break your soul, your lease on life, and how you live. My days are just getting exhausting. Who am I kidding, I have lived exhausted for years now, the only difference, hope. My hope is fading, my soul is getting tired, I find something each day to reach for. These days my reach is mostly for sleep, where my body can recharge for the next exhausting days. All I cab hope for is a better day...
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