I’ve shared of the abuse (the types vary: thieving, lying, uninformed & ((therefore, incorrect)) assumptions) Not to mention the loss of a friend as a result of my disability – partly because those situations are more dramatic/provoking (which = captivating writing), but largely also because, expression of this mental abuse, acts as therapy for me. I suppose many can relate to this therapy. Expression, wether physical or mental = the opportunity to let bothersome things go. Whether this is represented by practicing yoga, running, traditional therapy, griping with friends, composing a blog piece…, it’s all expression, articulated in different forms.
Assistance:
The reality that there was a car behind me, who had witnessed the crash in real-time is rare & incredibly lucky as the crash happened on a fairly uninhabited rode in northern California. I haven’t yet largely published, however, the vast amount of appreciation I feel for the abundant assistance & support that I continue to receive from loved ones, as well as strangers that become aware of my hardships.
As a result of my disability – partly because those situations are more dramatic/provoking (which, admittedly = captivating writing), but largely also because, expression of this mental abuse, acts as the aforementioned therapy for me. I suppose many can relate to this therapy, in that expression (even if griping with friends) offers the opportunity to let bothersome things go. Whether this is represented by seeking therapy, griping with friends, or composing a blog piece, it’s all expression, simply articulated in different forms.
Now is a time to Thank my assistance All-stars.
(this is in no way all inclusive – this post is long enough already!)
Both of my parents have done so very much for me, including tricking out the apartment that I’m currently living in. By “tricking out”, I mean -> they ensured that I’m surrounded by familiar things that I love and therefore previously procured (because I find them beautiful). These pieces offer me solace & enjoyment.
1 of my great & long-term friends from high-school, who just so happens to be a math wiz, and a professional accounting advisor, is largely helping me with my finances.
2 of my very close friends from SanFrancisc, Bea & Jessie, flew to Seattle to visit me, and show their support.
Another close friend from high-school, came from where she lives now, New York, to visit me in Seattle.
My great friend Ali, just moved here from Bend, OR, to live with her boyfriend, (while he attends Seattle U. for graduate school), and I therefore, get the opportunity to reap the bennefits of her presence.
My recently aquired boyfriend keeps my mind consistantly active, as he’s very bright, extremely curious and interested in subjects, that I myself prefer to ingest the grand summary of, as opposed to the details. He finds the details fascinating. Our opposing interests, provoce me to learn about things, that I would otherwise never investigate. (technology, politics….to name just a couple of the many.)
My main client, Lilian, who is a professional at Harvard, & specializes in mindfulness, health & wellness She’s offered me incredible health help & professional support (ideas for my work in the future), as well as the most complete understanding of my injury-inducing side effects, that I’ve encountered.).
The yoga teacher (+ teacher’s teacher), that I know (as I used to compose the content for her newsletter), is offering me private yoga lessons + hooked me up to work with one of her colleagues, who is also offering me private yoga lessons.
I am wrote this post from my very close friends Carolyn & Chris’s houses.
Help for me, abounds. I’m very grateful for all the help I receive & for those who provide it, no matter the context.
I appreciate emotional support greatly as well. It encourages me to disregard the few that donn’t even attempt to understand, or, at worst, attempt to take advantage of my disabilities.
I sympathize greatly with those who are enduring this injury, that receive a scant amount of peer support.
My mom, who is extremely sympathrtic, has specifically wondered aloud (and has therefore provoked my curiosity too), how many individuals are homeless as a result of the mental + financial hardships, associated with a brain injury, who don’t have the ample support available to me.
The support available to me. Is incredibly valuable.
Thank you.