A few months ago, I promised to start blogging again consistently and I haven’t so I want to apologize to anyone that might have been counting on that. I got a lot of heartwarming messages that made me cry having to do with how much this blog helps people feel connected to others going through this hell. Because absolutely NO ONE in real life will understand or come close to understanding anything unless they’ve had a stroke themselves. You can explain things until you’re blue in the face and you may think someone finally understands something – TRUST ME, THEY DON’T.
Having a stroke will either completely destroy or drastically alter your life as you know it. I know of zero exceptions to this rule. Your choices are to figure out how to continue to live in your messed up body with a messed up brain, or not. You will most likely go back and forth with your decisions for years to come.
The reason I’m doing a post right now is because a really cool (seeming) lady (I don’t know her) e-mailed me about a documentary she is making. She had a stroke at the age of 33 so she gets to go through life in a disabled body just like me. Hopefully, she’s had more luck with being around understanding, sensitive people than I have. She sent me a link to a 2-minute teaser of the documentary she is making and asked that I share. I think it’s awesome and am happy to share it.
She is “hoping to do something good with my shattered life. I’m trying to convey to people what my life is like with pain/disability/a shattered sense of identity.” Those are her words.
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