It began the day I returned from my trip, the day after my father passed away, 6 months to the day of when my beloved brother took his own life. A pinched nerve hurting like a son of a gun, but it's stopped me from having the ability to do any more crying.

I've done my best to carry around a thermos of ice water, especially to therapy, over the last 6 months as crying is crazy dehydrating. Currently the sharp, piercing, shooting pain from the back of my neck, down my back, to above my hip...

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