Brain Hiccup…

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I don’t know about anyone else, when it comes to the TBI stuff… I can only relate the issues I have and how I deal with them… I just know, I am tired of writing about the family dynamic… It was ugly, it is over… so lets focus on the problems I have or had because of the TBI’s…

Ever have a brain hiccup??? You know, the train left the station and you grab your ass, cause for the life of you, you can’t remember what you were either going to say, do or for that matter direction you were walking… That is what I call the brain hiccup…

I’ll be working on something… get distracted and start doing something else, all the while, I am still working on the original subject matter or project or thought process and wham bam thank you ma’am… I go blank!!! Talk about frustration…

Sometimes it is funny, other times, I look up at Mike and say, what was I doing or saying or where was I going!!! and he’ll give me a blank stare, cause, it’s not his day to babysit me!!!

For the longest time I though I had dementia… and got tested… and had to rule that out… Instead the doctor told me, above average IQ and PTSD… well that was zero help in my brain hiccup…

Since I got my memories back on Nov 7, 2017… how many times has it happened… less than 5 times… pretty sure about that count… Instead of losing that train of thought or having that hiccup, I take a pause, give myself the chance to think about what I was doing or thinking and I can recall the thought process…

Before Nov 2017… Not happening… in fact, it was as if I was so stoned, there was no hope of regaining the thought process or continuation of what I was doing…

It really is weird how that has changed, since waking up… Do you realize, if my mother or siblings had been honest with me, the path in life I could have taken… Instead of the frustrating journey I have been on… all because it was about their image in their town and screw my life completely… really says a lot about the kind of people they really are…very small, weak-minded, mentally ill is what I think they are and a few choice words I won’t put in print…

What has this to do with anything… If you have a TBI and you have this issue with the thought process, then I would have to say there is hope for you… I am assuming, which is never good, but I am assuming that with TBI and regaining your memories there is hope that you too will accomplish a more cohesive thought process…

Don’t know if this makes sense… but I think, if I am right… then regaining our memories is the road to a more normal existence… well at least in my world, a little bit normal… I refuse to grow up… I may be 63… but I will always act like I am 16…

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Author: Adorable Spite

Domestic violence is an old song, sung thru the ages like a hymn and purported to be the way christians live their lives... full of deceit, hate, bigotry and most of all fear... It is that fear that cost me my virginity, my soul and most of all my humanity... I had to fight to keep the christians hands off my soul, but they stole from my body and so did the U. S. Air Force... Rape and attempted murder... but image was more important... Vance AFB and Webb AFB... #WhyIDidntTell #MeToo TimesUP, Circle of Silence is no more....