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ugh


have migraine cannot excape...


vision gets hit first. the strain of trying to see creates pain, brain does whatever it does to intensify headache to migraine


light exascerbates the whole thing


have to stare closely at screen to be able to read and edit properly, throwing the whole thing into a horrid recursive circle


feels like a spike slowly being shoved through my head just above my right eye


twists stomach into knots, it's lunchtime... surrounded by what would normally be yummy food.

today my mouth gets coated with a foul taste and I truggle not to puke.


work only stocks a generic non-aspirin. no where to hide from light and I really need to stay on top of my work.


fuck....



please





just make it end

*whimper*


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