Sunday, November 30, 2014

Really? Still...

I have been getting migraines since I was 14 years old. As I got older, they got worse. In may early thirties, they got so bad that I had to quit working. I was a high school teacher--as job I loved. It killed me to have to give my career up. Pretty much everyone who knows me, knows this about me. Certainly my family knows this, And, yet, when I have to cancel an engagement or I tell someone that I know that I cannot attend their dinner or the movie or whatever, I still get the judgement. I still get the audible sigh and the forced "get better." People still get pissy and judgey. It is extremely irritating, disheartening, demeaning, and downright rude! If I was blind or was in a wheel chair or suffered from multiple sclerosis or cerebral palsy, no one would blink twice if I canceled or didn't show up. Shit! If I said I had the flu, no one would question my absence or judge me. So, how does the fact that my particular ailment, my disability, is chronic migraines, somehow give people license to judge me?

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