Challenges

One of the challenges of a TBI is being able to complete a project. Though this is not true all the time, it is enough to be frustrating. Look at the blog as an example. I tucked it away for a few days despite my vow to write for at least 15 minutes a day. Crochet projects are in various forms of completion. The business papers I so diligently began gather dust with no hope of when/if they will be completed. And there are the days when I can do little more than lie in bed because I have over done some house or yard work or concentrated too long on a paper. At these times my frustration peaks at the little I can now accomplish during a day. Cleaning my RV space has been very challenging. I completed one small section at a time over a period of weeks. In my defense the sun hasn’t been out too much lately. When I write I want the story to flow as if it was music, the ups and downs and the circling in the air of the strings. I want that back. I want to rescue my way of writing from my TBI. I won’t give up. Writing was a major part of me. I would cry but the medications I take prevent me from crying. Without the medications all I do is cry. This is now my life – taking joy in each accomplishment no matter how small because a few months ago I couldn’t do even that. I was invited to attend a concert today followed by dinner, one of my favorite nights out. The thought of being out and having to converse with someone set me into a panic. I would rather stay at home with only my dogs. This makes me very sad.