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When the Pain Finally Had a Name

For years, I've felt trapped in a body that used to feel strong and capable, but somewhere along the way, it stopped moving the way I remembered. I was still active, still pushing, and yet, somehow always hurting. The pain was there like a background noise- sometimes whispering, sometimes roaring. Some days, it was easy… Continue reading When the Pain Finally Had a Name