For years, I thought something was wrong with me. I remember nights when the pain was so intense I lay on the floor counting minutes. Cluster headaches. Nineteen years. And somewhere in the back of my mind, a thought kept smouldering: maybe this is my fault. Maybe I'm too sensitive. Maybe I'm just weak. But there was another kind of suffering, quieter, less obvious. One moment I was at the edge of explosion for no clear reason. Heart racing, thoughts spiralling, body tight as