#100InvisibleDays


So, I'm sure a lot of you have heard of the #100happyday tag thing. And while I absolutely love that hashtag and everything it stands for its just not right for me. With that being said I've decided to start the #100InvisibleDays tag to raise awareness for invisible illnesses that myself and many others deal with every day. It's impossible to be able to spot a disability or a chronic illness because most of the time they really are invisible. So, for the next 100 days, I will try to post every day to spread awareness for what chronic illness and disability really looks like. Today, it looks like a migraine in bed with the lights off. I was having a great morning minus the fact that my hashbrowns caught fire, and then bam- a migraine for the rest of the day. I can barely keep my eyes open it hurts so bad. I talk a lot about what I deal with but not nearly enough. Some may say that social media isn't a diary for me to spill my thoughts, and they're right. This isn't a diary it's a platform for me to bring truth, light, and hope to people like me who are struggling.
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Image description: Abby in bed with her plant sheets. She's wearing her grey sweatshirt. Her face is slightly red and visibly upset.

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