Chronic Neck Pain Is The Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me
I wouldn’t trade it for anything
I remember it clearly.
Lying in bed, writhing. I had never felt pain like it: it was as if my head was bursting open from within.
All I could do was fill the house with my screams.
Chronic pain & me
I began my journey with chronic pain shortly after exiting high school. It came on quickly and unexpectedly. I’m still not sure what the tipping point was.
As a child, I had been obnoxiously active. I played all the sports I could. There was nothing I enjoyed more than the thrill of good-natured competition. And yet, as I was supposed to be stepping into the prime of my life, I watched my peers walk on by me.
This was deeply frustrating.
I felt like I was boxing with a ghost. I kept getting attacked by unseen hands. I couldn't figure out where they were coming from or how I could stop them. All I seemed to do was take a beating.
Thus began my journey with a variety of experts.
A road-going nowhere
The first balm I and my family tried to apply to the wound was visiting a chiropractor.
