3 years ago I made a bad choice. At the time I did not know it was a bad choice. Oh hindsite, you wascally wabbit. That choice made me what I am today. Wonder woman.
I am not proud of the choice. I question it. And hell, I don't even remember it. To this day I get frustrated with the fact I have no memory of it. I used to get angry and upset I couldn't remember. Now I get frustrated, but I don't beat myself up over the lack of memory. I don't try to wrack my mind and put pieces together. I have embraced the fact now that it cannot be done. Like I really only have dim memories of that night. I don't remember all the players involved in my drama. I remember the settings. I remember one person I planned to meet and why. Then I remember the boy that broke me and his buddy. Don't really k ow all that much more. Frustrating and weird, yes. But not worth beating myself up for it any more.
Life has thrown me wicked curve ball after wicked curve ball, but I keep hitting homers. Pretty soon some day it's gonna be a grand slam. Ahhh...baseball references from the woman that doesn't like baseball. Clearly I have a brain injury.
Maybe in the future october 7 will just be a day. Not a day that I sit and reflect and cry for a bit over a dumb choice, over the life I lost, of what was. But that's hard. I do miss aspects of the old life. But I'm getting better with that. Still hold resentment and heartache over the people I thought were friends leaving . But I'm getting a bit better with that too. Its all about baby steps and I've been taking them for 3 years.
I have come a long way baby. From coma, to rehab hospital, to living with parents, to back on my own, to brain surgery after brain surgery after brain surgery, to building confidence, building a life, and kicking ass. Sure I have melt downs, but in general I'm kicking ass. That's all I can do. Kick ass one day at a time for years to come. Brain injury doesn't just go away. I learn to adapt and not lose the rest of my mind.
Thank you all for being around for the wild wide.
Once I had a life. I had a job, I had a social life, I had confidence, I liked going to the bar, I liked going for hikes. Trying to bring that back. I need it all back!
Monday, October 8, 2012
3 years
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