When I was nineteen, I participated in a research study on chronic pain and art.   It was conducted remotely through a university in California. The topic interested me as someone who lives with chronic pain and is passionate about the arts. From there, I sent a brief email to one of the students in the psychology department.  After some emails back and forth on scheduling, I had a short interview. This was one of the first times I shared openly about my CMT with someone that

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The tears streamed down my eyes as I was unable to sleep. It was late, but my body was in pain. I couldn't relax. I tried listening to...