Your nose feels like it’s turning to stone. The pressure claws behind your eyes, every breath scraping through a tunnel that feels too narrow, too tight. You’ve tried sprays, pills, steam—nothing seems to last. But what if real relief doesn’t come in a bottle at all? What if it’s been resting quietly in your own fin… Continues…
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