This wasn’t my first option. 8 years ago I started this journey, with the dream of becoming a therapist. I fought hard to get there and even harder to stay.
A lot of people in my situation wouldn’t even think about traveling halfway across the country. I can’t let my health stop me. It’s vacation with a purpose.
I try to have an answer the question, “What will you do if that doesn’t work?” Having a plan helps me feel control, even if my next move is to ask for help.
Officially, summer starts June 21st. Unofficially, we start a full month early. Sunshine and warm temperatures make it easy to forget spring isn’t over.
Having Migraine disease means that storms happen. That doesn’t mean I stand on top of a hill, daring the lightning to strike.
Two critical events occurred that year. In my mind, they tend to fuse together because both met the same critical need by fostering positive self-worth.
I can appreciate talent, whatever its form. Music has the power to lift a depressed mood, energize the exhausted, and allow us to express feelings otherwise kept hidden. Music is an outlet of self-expression.
While it’s common knowledge that weather changes can impact both headache disorders and fibromyalgia, it’s not clear what type of weather is the culprit.
I froze. I felt small and exposed. I could have walked out or challenged him. I knew there was solid evidence contradicting everything he was teaching.
There are two kinds of “rest days” in my house: involuntary, disease-controlled days of rest and voluntary, “I’m gonna be lazy” rest days.