Pain is a liar. It whispers in the dark when you can’t sleep, follows you around hiding in your shadow, just out of reach. Pain wants nothing more than for you to either get angry and do something foolish to make more pain, or to give in, let the pain win and control everything you do. Pain changes, shifts from sharp to burning to irritating to dull, but there is nothing dull about pain, throbbing, slicing, stabbing through your head or hands or feet or back or stomach. Pain you can’t reach is the worst of all, forcing you to ride through a rollercoaster that never stops and you can’t get off. Remember, pain is a liar, and he’s lying to you right now that you can get through it.