This is a post for all of those who are living with some form of Traumatic Brain injury, including, but not limited to Epilepsy, Parkinson’s, Cerebral Palsy, Hydrocephalus, and PTSD. This is a post also for those who love someone, care for someone, and know someone who has TBI.
For all those out there who feel left out, abnormal, anxious, depressed, paranoid, and lost, know that things will be okay. Know that you will survive, and know that there is still hope. Know that if there may not be an effective treatment right now, or any treatment at all depending on what you are going through, that it’s okay to feel less than normal, and that feeling less than normal doesn’t make you abnormal at all. Know that things will be tough at times, but with each new day comes a unique chance to move forward. To love yourself a little more, to embrace your mess with an open heart, and an open mind, even when both are struggling to stay open at all.
Life will be messy at times, you’re going to have your good times and bad, your upsides and downsides, and your highs and your lows, none of this means that it is the end for you. Embrace your mess, because your mess is beautiful, embrace your inner chaos, and your outward perception of what your life may appear, and love it. No pain lasts forever. Find your joy, and permit yourself to feel it. Be grateful for your brain, and the misery its caused you, and know that that brain as crazy as it might be is yours, and your mind is unique, and it’s one of a kind, and even though it may seem to be abnormal to others around you, it is normal for you.
I have been living with Cerebral Palsy, Hydrocephalus, and Epilepsy for thirty-eight years, and for the past six( when I started to allow myself to see how beautiful my broken brain is after three brain surgeries were unsuccessful.) I began to appreciate my brain more and more, and love it for what it’s given me, all the pain, sorrow and misery. I see happiness joy and feel gratitude now, and I am at peace with my reality. I am normal, even if I don’t appear to be. I am normal because I am me.