Here’s a new voice for pcs I just found.
2 years and 2 days, since that fateful day that began this PCS journey.
Here I am finally starting a blog. Teetering on the edge, toeing the line between openness and privacy, courage and discretion.
Wondering how much to reveal. I’ve revealed things elsewhere… how much to interrelate?
How soon to push it out? How much impact would it make?
To the world?
To anyone else?
How unedited and how fluid, how little control should I allow myself and what control do I have anyway when my brain’s tired and my nerves are fried?
But I know that following the recent failure of my HD and how devastating it was in losing the in-the-moment writings that capture the nooks and crannies in my mind when i’m in certain states of brain injury, in familiar struggles and well-worn darkness, that whatever i get out there is better than none…
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