What This College Student With Chronic Pain Has Learned

When you’re throwing your life into two suitcases and moving across the country, nothing seems permanent. You pluck things from midair: pieces of your home, mementos from childhood, clothes you hope won’t inhibit the acquisition of friends. I was seventeen, diagnosed with a disorder* resulting in lifelong, chronic pain, and had absolutely no understanding of how seriously I should approach my burden. There were more pressing demands.

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