Tired of trying to be who I was before my mTBI

I’m dead. I give up. It’s too damn exhausting to try and maintain who and what I was before my life changed on May 1, 1999.

I tried. I really did. But without a face-to-face support net, it seems silly, really. It’s holding me back. It’s held me back.

I will be who I am now. A brain injury survivor. If that disturbs you. Tough shit. It’s who I am