...and Speaking of Triggers
Ready for this?
No ifs ands or buts; and no maybes.
Unexpressed feelings are universal triggers for Migraine.
Further, I believe that all emotionally-charged events, witnessed or experienced, are triggers, as well. You know what I mean; stuff you can't bear to see. A child suffering; a dog being abused; refugees fleeing death. You get it, right?
Plus, anything like that; insufferable; inhumane. Unbearable. That you're powerless to stop; to shout; to intervene; to be the Lone Ranger. Save everyone from the intolerable.
In a sense; a string of actions; events; that in a sane and fair and compassionate world, would never happen.
Lots of luck.
For me, the trigger is automatic. No chance I won't experience a Migraine iteration of some kind; head; body; soul Tear ducts opening; heart being squeezed.
And I certainly acknowledge that my trigger is not universally engaged. There are people who don't give a whit; don't identify or project at all. Might even enjoy the scene or spectacle or action.
I don't include those people in my trigger generalization; for me they don't exist. Their triggers are from another planet. Stimulating some other experience—joy maybe—that in fact, if witnessed by me, would incite not just a trigger but a rage in the super-trigger category; more like murderous wishes to inflict unimaginable pain and harm upon those others.
Talk about projection.
Back to my childhood; powerless to intervene.
A warehouse-full of images; scenes; never to be erased from my memory-bank.
Eternally embedded; and acted-out in my own collection of Migraine iterations; armed and ready to roll.
Bottom-line; my belief about triggers activated by unexpressed emotions applies equally to emotionally-loaded witnessed or reported activities that act directly—in no time—and explode.
Speculation: I suspect that the nature and depth of the Migraine iteration that follows, is reflected in the intensity of the emotion experienced.
At the core; my worst are the product of repetitive and impossible to dislodge childhood terrors.
Unwilling to say, Goodbye, kid.
What's a body to do?
Send a note to the Management: How about a break, Boss?
Still waiting for a response.