Who am I?
Who am I and where am I going? These are questions I have to ask myself over and over again. Before my accident I asked them, but felt like I could at least make a game plan. Now? I am lost, wandering through life without a light or guidance. I want to be strong and independent, I do not want to bother others with my cry for help, I am NOT a victim... but I am lost.
I try to explain to others what is wrong with me, what is different, and that is the biggest difference. My words are limited, and my speech is more of a dementia patient, then a 32 yr old woman with a healthy intelligence. I find myself easily angered, frustrated, defeated...
I sit and stare off into nothing, because my mind cannot seem to focus on anything, I cry and cry and cry, because I KNOW things are different, WRONG and I cannot label them or make them better. I have the rest of my life to "deal" and no more energy to do it. What do I do? Where do I go? Who am I...
I try to explain to others what is wrong with me, what is different, and that is the biggest difference. My words are limited, and my speech is more of a dementia patient, then a 32 yr old woman with a healthy intelligence. I find myself easily angered, frustrated, defeated...
I sit and stare off into nothing, because my mind cannot seem to focus on anything, I cry and cry and cry, because I KNOW things are different, WRONG and I cannot label them or make them better. I have the rest of my life to "deal" and no more energy to do it. What do I do? Where do I go? Who am I...