Since onset 4 months ago, I thought I was making progress. My T had lowered in volume and my quality of sleep had greatly improved. Now it's only taken me two nights of bad sleep to realise the T monster can creep up behind you at any time. I don't want to socialise , I can't be bothered going to work, what is my future going to be like ? I don't want to exercise for fear it might get worse , I'm afraid to go snowboarding for fear I may my neck more and make it worse . Life just isn't the same. Why does T even exist..