No one to blame. Non-bias point of view. I was the passenger seat.

I don’t know how to do this whole situation. Luckly the driver isn’t harmed or feeling any of the side effects. I on the other hand… am.

Its described as the whiplash effect. I need to see a doctor but I don’t know what to do, how this insurance craze is supposed to happen and etc.

Might as well for me to man up and pretend I’m not experiencing any pain. I don’t want to do the whole lawyer thing— no. There’s no need. I love my friend. I just want a doctor to check and give me them pills to swallow. Don’t want that whole troublesome spew just to pay the bills.

I just wish mother would shut the fuck up and stop telling me about what I can’t do anymore and so on.