I still choose to believe.
I could go on for hours (even days) about whether or not TBI can be overcome, fixed, healed, etc.
But I don’t have much time this morning, so I’ll be brief.
36 years ago, I was struck on the head by a rock thrown by some kids who didn’t like my looks. I was knocked out briefly, and after I came to, I started having tons of problems with anger, aggression, distractability, disruptive behavior, and underperformance in school. I still do have those issues, to this day, and they bring out sides of me that are very out of character for me.
But they don’t stop me from living my life. They’re manageable. And they have not kept me from experiencing a wonderful life and accomplishing things that many people either only dream of, or don’t think is possible. I’ve traveled widely, I’ve lived abroad for years at a time…
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