Passing out.
Mmm, what else was new, right?
Be it from exhaustion, or pain, physical, mental, take your pick… or sometimes even death.
I realized that gradually it was starting to become a sort of monthly tradition for my head to somehow hit the curb… to my dismay.
Frankly, it was something that you never get used to, but I learned to live with it.
To abruptly snap awake, not knowing your day from your night, those long, agonizing few seconds of disorientation and panic… and that brief numbness. I hated that numbness.
It always loved to lie, to deceive. First lulling you into a false sense of peace, before pulling away, revealing the sham, and making you realize just how much pain you were really in all along… and this time was no different - just worse.
Much worse.
It was a crushing sort of pain ravaging through my entire body.