It was a beautiful summer afternoon. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky for miles. Most kids his age were out at their summer jobs, or hanging out at the local pool with friends lounging the day away in the sun. It was the perfect day to do so. The temperature was the mid-80's and it was a dryer heat, not really that humid, making it the perfect day to sit outside and sunbathe. But for Kurt, it was one of the worst days in his life. Kurt had a chronic illness. One that doctors had not been able to manage with medication yet and Kurt hadn't yet figured out all of the triggers for. Most people who knew Kurt, who really knew him, understood that he suffered quite a bit from this illness. They knew that when he fell into one of his episodes, to just leave him alone, and not mess with him for fear of hurting him even more. But to anyone outside of his little social circle, they all thought he was faking it, all because he had an Invisible Illness.
There were many types of invisible illnesses. There were some like Multiple Sclerosis where the myelin surrounding your neurons slowly disintegrates. There are some like Chronic Fatigue Syndrome where you're constantly tired. But Kurt didn't have either of these. Kurt had something that caused him daily pain. Something so severe that he was usually confined to his bed for hours at a time, trying to sleep away the pain. What possible invisible illness could Kurt have, many people wonder? Well it's simple really. Migraines. Kurt Elizabeth Hummel suffers from Chronic Migraines.
Now after people learn this, they usually scoff, saying that headaches aren't illnesses and that he shouldn't claim that they are. Headaches are annoying yes, but they aren't so horrible to interfere with a person's daily life like Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, or Diabetes. Half the time Kurt doesn't tell anyone he doesn't have to about his illness because no one ever gets it. No one can ever accept that migraines (not headaches, which are two completely different things) can interfere with the daily workings of one's life. Kurt hates it when people tell him to man up and stop being such a baby about his poor head hurting. That there were millions of people dealing with real pain out in the world for him to be trying to gain sympathy.
Which is why he was lying down in his room right now, with the curtains closed, lights off, and a scarf over his eyes all to block out any rays of sunlight that might seep through. He couldn't listen to music, the one thing in the world that always calmed him down, because loud noises, whether it be classical music, rap, pop, or rock and roll, would cause his head to pound around him, as if someone was smashing his head with a sledgehammer.
Kurt wished that there was some way to get rid of his pain. But when many people believed that he wasn't in pain, what was he to do?