I may just mention migraines on several occassions, as they occur pretty often lately. Terribly often.
Today was better, but only just slightly.
I know the migraines get triggered by stressful thoughts and situations, as well as food allergies, but it seems impossible to keep them from coming over and over again.
I only got 2 hours sleep last night, so I am hoping and praying for better results tonight.
I did remember one thing that I'm not sure I ever really remembered before.
in 1967,Good Friday, March 24th, we had half a day at school. when I was walking home from school due to missing the bus, I noticed a few drops of blood on my white pattent leather shoes, and I remember feeling cramps. It was a pretty long walk, and I was alone.
When I got home, my mother saw the blood and told me I must have had a nose bleed. I never had a nose bleed, and she knew I was near the end of my pregnancy, but she did what she always did; cover the truth. I remember her telling others that I had a nose bleed, and she told me that over and over, like it became true by saying it.
She was nearly right, it seemed true when she always repeated lies.
I don't know where she learned that, but it is always wrong to force a child to live a lie. So, maybe the truth hurts a bit, or is uncomfortable to deal with, but the lie is a death sentence to my spirit. I lost so much of myself with her constant lies.
She lied to herself too, as she fully believed herself to be an honest person.
How revolting.
