Be back later…

I got up at a decent hour this morning — not too early — and I got about 7 hours of sleep, which is amazing. I even got to bed a couple of hours earlier than usual, which was great.

I had intended to sit down and write something… something meaningful and positive. Then I got caught up in reading others’ blogs, and watching some videos. Not a bad way to spend the morning, tho’ not exactly what I’d intended.

So, now I’ve had my lunch, and I’m tired. I’m flying solo this weekend, and it’s raining today. That means I have the day to myself. So, I guess I’ll have my nap now. And decide what to do later.

It’s all good. And it’s great to have a day OFF.

Author: brokenbrilliant

I am a long-term multiple (mild) Traumatic Brain Injury (mTBI or TBI) survivor who experienced assaults, falls, car accidents, sports-related injuries in the 1960s, '70s, '80s, and '90s. My last mild TBI was in 2004, but it was definitely the worst of the lot. I never received medical treatment for my injuries, some of which were sports injuries (and you have to get back in the game!), but I have been living very successfully with cognitive/behavioral (social, emotional, functional) symptoms and complications since I was a young kid. I’ve done it so well, in fact, that virtually nobody knows that I sustained those injuries… and the folks who do know, haven’t fully realized just how it’s impacted my life. It has impacted my life, however. In serious and debilitating ways. I’m coming out from behind the shields I’ve put up, in hopes of successfully addressing my own (invisible) challenges and helping others to see that sustaining a TBI is not the end of the world, and they can, in fact, live happy, fulfilled, productive lives in spite of it all.

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