Oh I’m close to losing my mind with this bloody migraine. It’s now been permanent for the best part of a year, flaring up enough to make me vomiting whenever it feels my life is going too smoothly.
So right now I’m laying on a pile of cushions in my back garden, with cool packs and black out glasses, trying to let the cool air calm my angry brain down.
I want to take my brain out and put it in a bloody ice box.
Permanent migraine really is no way to live.