Breakfast with my old friend went well, but now we’ve “gone dark” again

So, breakfast last Friday was good. I enjoyed the talk I had with my old friend, and it didn’t last forever — just an hour. That was enough.

We traded a couple of emails, since then, but they’re definitely off in their own world, again. And I’m in mine.

I suppose that’s fine. The two of us tend to grate on each other’s nerves, if we’re around each other too much. Plus, I like my alone-time.

I haven’t had much of that, lately, though. I’ve been unusually social, with a lot of people checking in with me, and people at work really warming up to me. I’m not sure how I feel about it. I kind of like being by myself, alone with my own thoughts. Being around other people can be very demanding, especially when they’re very different from me, and I have to work hard to keep myself from saying critical things about things that are important to them.

I really have to watch myself, at times.

But it’s worth it in the end, because I don’t alienate everyone in a 10-mile radius. That’s a plus.

I’m really sore this morning, and I didn’t work out. I had an especially vigorous workout yesterday morning, then I changed up my afternoon workout to focus on my core. Now my back and hips and stomach and sides are all crazy-sore, and making any movement reminds me that — hey, there are actual muscles there.

And that’s cool. It’s just not very comfortable, right now.

Work is strange. Everything is heating up with the impending merger, and we’re all scrambling to explain what we do. I think a re-org is imminent. Maybe? Who knows? They keep moving the date for when the thing’s going to be a done deal, so I’ve given up guessing when that will be. It seems like every time I mark it on my calendar, they move it. So, maybe if I don’t mark it on my calendar, the date will stick? Who knows? It’s all such a mystery to me, it might as well be guided by magic and superstition. I’m too far down in the food chain to know much of anything, anyway.

So, whatever. Whenever. However… Onward.


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.

6 thoughts on “Breakfast with my old friend went well, but now we’ve “gone dark” again”

  1. Like I always say, everything in moderation. On the upside you seem to be much more self aware than many people with a TBI/ABI. You also seem to roll with the punches. Give yourself some credit. Job well done!🤗

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  2. Hey! Big weekend here! Friday my kid has her fitting for the contacts. Really hoping this makes a difference. And on Saturday, her first timed race with her XC team. She’s come a log way. Thought you’d want to know these updates. Always good to read your posts and hear how things are moving onward. Keep getting plenty of rest and exercise. Striking a balance can be so challenging, but you’ve got a supporter in your corner. 😄

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  3. Thanks for checking in. Wow – good luck with all of that. Getting contacts in high school was great for me, mostly because it freed me from glasses, which made it harder for me to move around freely. I was a bit of a klutz, and I bumped them a lot, had them taped in places. Contacts improved my cross-country running, because I could actually see where I was going, so maybe that will help your daughter, as well. Thanks for your support, and tell your daughter, “Go get ’em, Tiger!” That’s what they used to tell me, and somehow it helped me to know somebody else thought I was pretty awesome (even if I had my doubts). Thanks again and stay well.


  4. She ran a 7:58 mile pace on a 1.8 mile course. They placed her in the back of the pack at the starting line based on the practices, and she was fine with that. I did share your words of encouragement last night and it made her smile – I am sure she thought about it a lot. During the course of the race, only one girl passed her. But you can tell from initial positioning and that time, that she passed a whole lot of other runners. Our little tiger did it – ran her own race and is pretty happy with the results. Next she wants to work on a negative split. She focused on basic pacing this time so as to finish that last point where you can see the finish line she’d still be running and not walk at all during the race. All reasonable goals, and all accomplished.


  5. Awesome! Sub 8-minute pace is excellent. She will only get better. You know, cross-country taught me so much about how to mentally prepare for things – to walk the course (either for real or mentally) ahead of time, think through a strategy, understand that there will be pitfalls and potholes and that other competitors were going try to take advantage of that and sneak up at me at certain weak points… and then pace myself through the end. Running track taught me to always race to a point beyond the finish line, so that I always crossed it running fast. That was a big advantage for me at cross-country meets, where a lot of people slacked off as they approached the finish. Racing that last couple hundred yards made the difference. Good job! Most excellent!


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