It comes. It goes. The throbbing in my head, the squeezing in my chest, the tightening in my belly. It comes suddenly, unexpected, but it goes while leaving behind lingering and constant residue of its existence. Sometimes it feels so unbearable that all I want to do is to curl up and shut the world off. And so it will be just me and the silent but warm cocoon of nothingness in my head. But I can’t. The pain will return. Tenfold. It drives me crazy, but I can’t stop it. It comes again no matter what I do. And I learn to live with it. I learn to bear the unbearable pain. I learn to live with it until it won’t let me live anymore.