Why I Want To Talk About Traumatic Brain Injury
I’ve been thinking about this blog post for a while, and I’m finally ready to talk about a topic dear to me, another hidden part of me. Why I want to talk about traumatic brain injury? I’m telling you everything and why I want you guys to be aware of. We are all fighting for something, whether it’s for illness, a work, or whatever is happening in your life. Sometimes temporarily and sometimes for a lifetime.
Why I Want To Talk About This
I found out what someone thought about me and heared some unfair words, as I sometimes have. That was too much, I couldn’t let it go! I cried my eyes out, couldn’t sleep for days, and don’t understand how rude people can be… When you don’t know someone, just shut up!
We learn from our mistakes. My mistakes were to not explain more about this trauma story by hiding my difficulties. Now you know why!
My Brain Trauma Life
I feel like my life and I are so different from any other one in this world, compared to more than four years ago. For exemple, having a prosthesis instead of a part of my head sounds insane, right?! In few previous posts, I talked about this accident I had and thought I was ready to let you know. But I’ve never really been really specific about the problems I’m encountering in my everyday life. Now, I want to explain you more about this permanent exhausting struggle.
Every day, I realize a little more how blessed I am but also how selfish people are toward each other.
I’m scared to speak out loud and express my feelings about that head injury’s aftermath, more numerous than you think. This is why I prefere writing it down, behind my laptop screen. Actually, I rather prefer no reaction or answer than something like “oh okay, but you’re doing great now!”. Or, you know this kind of comment I get, such as “I saw your blog, so you’re finally done with what happened!”. Yes, I’m doing great. Even very, very great, that’s what it looks like, but... I don’t even have the time to answer something that this person follows up on another topic.
And then in my mind it’s like: “shall I remember you what happened, how could I’d be fine?” *sigh*
You know what drives me crazy even more?! People just don’t have enough attention and care, then they forget, then we don’t talk anymore. No one can imagine how I live my life now, my 5 seconds smile on a picture is not my whole life, it’s just a moment.
Why I Want You To Be Aware
Lucky me, I have no physical damages, except my hair shaved for every surgery during the first year! But… I have some invisible disabilities which, as the name suggests, that cannot be seen. And sometimes cannot be seen even by people who know what I “suffer” from.
My brain has been damaged, and doesn’t work like a regular one. That is, it must go through other and new paths in order to work as well as before. Except that, as it has no idea how to do with these new paths, my brain gets much more tired than yours.
→ To give you a concrete example, I spend far more energy on the daily activities of life than anyone else. For instance, going to point A to point B is hard: I have to think about the transport, calculate how long it will last , be focused… It explains, then, one of the part of why I’m so tired.
Why You Should Pay Attention
I’ve never wanted neither to show it, talk about it or ask for help because I was ashamed. Now, I realize that I shouldn’t hide it anymore. I know I’m not the only one suffering of this kind of trouble and I would like you to understand it and give us as much support as you can. I’m not asking for the moon!
After a head injury, we have a complete different point of view! We don’t understand things the same way as you. I don’t really have control over my emotions, so it means that I can be so sad and cry when I see homeless people or being super excited and weep of joy when I receive hair products… Yes I do love my hair if you haven’t noticed it yet, haha! Also, I can be very afraid in some situation, as I almost died it doesn’t help the fearful side of me. It involves that I have to be comforted, very often!
Sometimes only a word, a kind look or a smile makes the difference! It’s nothing fo your but means the world for me, certainly also for all the TBI people in this world.
The Good Point Is…
I will never forgive how someone can break my heart and the entire of me just using bad words… As a matter of fact, it helped me ans was a blessing in disguise, in a way! I have to know and be ready to hear that kind of stuff, unfortunately!
I’m very open about my trauma, if you have any questions about brain injury or would like to know more about it, let me know! I would be very happy to explain as much as I can and let you enter in my hectic life!
Thank you so much for reading!!
Last words: be kind, always. Thank you.