The migraines are migraining

Just when I think I’m starting to make progress and fall into some sort of routine where I’m actually being productive… migraines.

Always with the fucking migraines.

When I tell you I’m beyond tired of missing out on life because of these damn things, I’ve never meant anything more. Last year, I missed my birthday, Christmas, and New Year’s because I was in bed with migraines on every single one of those days (plus lots of others). Some people can work through their migraines when they get them. Not me. They completely take me out. Like my limbs go weak and tingly, my brain turns to mush, light stabs me in the brain through my eyes, sounds make me want to throw up, and everything feels too hot and uncomfortable. Then there’s the fatigue and aching muscles.

Lemme tell you… it’s super fun.

So, I just wanted to pop in a quick update as to why my writing has just… stopped, mostly.

I’m trying, but when I have a migraine for a two days and then a hangover (or, in technical terms, the postdrome phase) for at least another 24-48 hours, that only leaves me like one or two good writing days every week, but I also have to do things like make TikTok videos for my books or other dumb admin shit that’s not nearly as fun as writing.

Throw into the mix uncontrolled ADHD and, well… there’s really not much to say.

Soooo yeah. That’s where I’m at. I’m doing my best and crossing my fingers that at my next neurologist appointment I can get some sort of relief because this sucks.