I Don’t Care What They Say, I Can’t Stay In A World Without Headache

When I was in sixth grade, and leaving school again in tears with a relentlessly pounding head, my gorilla-like teacher followed me out into the hallway. “You won’t be able to get away with these… headaches… in junior high, Liz,” he spat scornfully. I blinked at him in disbelief, turned, and ran. I was stuck with the nickname…