Help Shania raise money

I remember the first time a migraine settled over me like a sudden storm—a shadow that stretched from the inside out. When I was a kid, they came and went, quiet whispers behind my eyes. But after the accident—when the world spun out of control—the migraines took hold, sharp and relentless. For four years, they’ve been my constant companion—each wave a reminder of that fracture in time. But even in that ache, I’m learning to stand, to breathe, and to reclaim each day.