Thursday, August 11, 2016

pit of despair

I can feel myself sinking in.  I blame my health this time, not just my fucked up brain chemistry.  I feel hopeless about the migraine situation.  My eye started hurting again for no reason whatsoever.  No contact lenses were involved.  No mascara or eyeliner.  No beach sand.  Mostly I haven't left my house because I've been exhausted from the week-long migraine jamboree.

Emma Peel sent me a present from her trip to Scotland, so I have that to look forward to.  Right now, it's the little things keeping me going.

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