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2025-09-20
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Headache.

Summary:

Just a very short story about someone with a headache.

Notes:

Just a little thing I wrote today, it's a stream of consciousness that I refined a little. I have chronic illnesses and a headache (shocking, I know, considering the title lol.) And I just wanted to write down my thoughts. Maybe someone will relate to this, or maybe it will help to give you some perspective on a person in your life that also has a chronic illness or two... or three.

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Headache.

My head hurts. Why does my head hurt? Is there something else wrong with me? Or am I overreacting, and it's just a headache? Maybe I slept wrong on my neck, maybe it’s the side effect of my medications, or perhaps I'm just dehydrated? Could it be a combination of all three, or none at all?

This headache could be from my medications, but I might have to take more tablets to help make it go away. The contradiction of needing to take medication because of the side effects of my medication, the irony isn't lost on me. Maybe it would even be funny if my head wasn’t throbbing. Perhaps I should be grateful for having a headache; it's a common ailment, headaches are normal, and I would love to be normal… In a health sense, at least.

I could possibly be on the cusp of another flare-up of one of my chronic conditions, and this might be a precursor to it. My joints have been sore today. Fuck. Or maybe I’m being a hypochondriac, and my joints only hurt now that the thought has entered my brain. Did they hurt this morning? I can’t remember. I was too consumed by my headache earlier on to take note of anything. Please just be a normal headache! I don’t think I could handle a flare-up right now, mentally at least. Although it would give me an excuse to curl up on the couch and just watch some comfort TV. Yes, curling up on the couch because my body decided to fuck me over again, sounds like a good plan. Or at least, it's better than curling up on the couch because my melancholia decided that was all I had motivation for today.

Or maybe I’m just dehydrated. Yeah, that’s probably it. It would be easier if it were that. Time to see if a glass of water helps. Maybe I can curl up on the couch and pretend like I’m a normal person with a headache.