Not MY Life Anymore

So. It’s Friday. End of another week. It’s been a rough one. Five long pain-filled days. Five days of getting up every morning and failing to do what I set out to do. Five days of tears, anger, frustration, depression, and anxiety. Five days of not being in control of my own body and life. Five fucking days of hell. With no end in sight. This is my personal demon. This is migraine.