Dear 16-year old me, your fast-paced like is about to hit a wall and shatter. You aren’t ready, but I promise you will get through it. February 17th, 2015, you will be prescribed the antibiotic ciprofloxacin. A few days later, your right arm will start hurting. You will think you slept on it wrong. You will think, this sucks, I have rehearsal tonight. The pain will spread to your shoulder, the right side of your abdomen, your right leg. You will go to rehearsal. The pain will spread to your left arm, the left side of your abdomen, and your left leg. Then to your neck. Then to your face. And then everything will go numb. You will spend two weeks fighting the clouds. Two weeks of complete psychiatric regression. Two weeks of talking to walls and getting spoon-fed apple sauce. It will be one of those battles you didn’t know you were fighting… until you won.