When I began this blog the intention was to focus on my writing journey. However, when there are huge gaping spaces between blog posts and my writing, I’m forced to admit that I’m not being entirely truthful.
The advantage of social media is that we let the world see what we want them to see. Our good side, our best side, our ‘up’ side. What I’ve realised as the days tick by is that by ignoring the massive, debilitating elephant in my blog space, I am doing a disservice to myself.
My blog belongs to me, and its optional reading for you.
I am, in fact, free to disclose my frustration at the absence or slow pace of my writing.
Migraineurs still battle in silence but our collective pain has found a voice. We’re not sure if two generations ago our ancestors suffered because the world hadn’t arrived yet into our homes. No internet, no social media, no collective cry for help.
The internet and social media is to a migraineur both terrible and beautiful.
Screen scrolling, blue light and the pressure to keep up and respond has helped push migraines to unfathomable heights. Going paperless for migraneurs has come at a very high price.
But on the other hand, it’s given us a platform and a voice and our voices are growing louder.
There is no cure ‘yet’. The medical world is constantly trying to find something, anything to give us more good days then bad.
The government is not doing enough. The sad truth is that you cannot be a politician and suffer chronic migraine. They are mutually exclusive. So how can our government begin to empathise?
Migraine is the ruination of many intelligent, vibrant lives and so many needlessly suffer in silence.