For most of the last year, I’ve had a headache every day, all day. My headaches took over my life. They were all I thought about. They became who I was. On the good days, the pain was just a mild throbbing sensation. Other times, there was a general sense of an ever-tightening pressure. On the days when I couldn’t get out of bed, it felt like someone was tightening screws into the sides of my head and pounding a hammer above my left eye. The pain never went away, unless I was asleep. So I slept a lot, as much as my body would let me.

I’ve always gotten more headaches than the average person — the mild, treat-with-an-over-the-counter-pain-medication-and-they’ll-go-away type. But following a drawn-out viral infection that left me sneezing and feeling run-down for weeks, I started to get headaches every day, and they were more painful than usual. As the pain varied, so did my moods and reactions to it. When the pain was at its worst, I felt like I would go crazy if I had to deal with it for one more minute.

I spent most of one particularly bad month in bed, crying. I worried that I would never get better. I couldn’t think straight, let alone do any of the things I loved. I’m finally starting to experience some relief when I started using the head massager. At this point, I don’t have a headache. The product worked miracles. I feel this device is working and that I’ve found the solution I have been looking for all this time.