Book outline finished, now document… TBI journey…

The more science learns about traumatic brain injury (TBI) the more they can help people like me…

80% of those who suffered a brain injury has someone in their corner to tell them about the injury and assist on their journey… I have no such support system…

When I stood in mom’s kitchen in 2010 and told her about the missing memory and her refusal to talk about what she and dad did to me, you could say she became a ghost of a memory in that moment… no longer a valid human being as my life has no meaning to her…

I have said it for decades the VA is not in the business to help veterans, they are in the business to bury veterans… We are and always have been expendable…

The writing from here on out, will be what memories I have and there won’t be many… I have no help on this journey to uncover any repressed memories… I have only me and my brain has put up road blocks before, so it will be a struggle…

It may take another tragedy, like the one on Nov 5, 2017 when a shooter killed 26 innocents, to trigger my memories, if there are any to remember…

I would rather get there with help, but as that is not being provided, I may have to accept what little I know and work on a draft of the book that will have all the details I have available to me…

I don’t expect this to happen over night… I still have police files and government records to review… A recent diagnosis may impact how I approach the story and the book itself…

At least I got some of the story out there and I got my birth family out of my life… Toxic people who believe in a god only so they can hide behind that god, are not humans… they are no different from the primates who battle for superiority in their groups… it’s about control, not family…

Thank you for taking time out of your busy day to read my story and maybe someday I will get it finished… 

There is hope for all with TBI, science is showing that… For veterans with TBI all I can tell you is talk, let the demons out and seek professional health care professionals that care about you and not the paycheck… There is always HOPE…

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I Remember…

 

Author: maggi9454

My earliest memory is before the age of 2... by the time I was 13, I had no childhood memories... No holidays, no birthdays... On 11/5/17 a shooter in Texas changed all that... It triggered my memories from my 13th year... The Air Force covered it up an it happened in Big Springs, Texas 1967... Domestic violence, PTSD, TBI and I too served in the Air Force 10 years later... This is my story to remember what was stolen...