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| penwiggle |
Daily life with a headache is like walking through a giant wall of jelly. Every movement, every step, every action, takes incredible energy. The simplest things, that should be effortless, takes enormous effort.
Fluorescent lights bear down upon me, a weight on my body and mind, pressing on me at all angles. Making my eyes heaving, and my heart tired. I am cold, I am in danger and feel lost and very vulnerable. I am away from the shelter of my home, my bed. If I were home, if I were in bed, I would be warm and safe. I would be able to fend off the pressure, because there it does not affect me. But out in the world, I am exposed, forced to struggle through this wall of jelly.
Pen
