#concussion awareness day
(This post was written last year) September 15th was Concussion Awarness Day. Or as I refer to it, every day of my life. I would have posted something on here but...I have a concussion. Sitting down at the computer to write is uncomfortable, and often impossible. So I cranked out a few facebook statuses throughout the day and i called it good. But even my longest post, a free verse poem of sorts, didnt go into the detail of explaining what its like to live with this. I used to be really uncomfortable with the idea of referring to what I live with as an "injury", it was just my life. few people around me seemed to think it was serious so I didnt either. I expected myself to live up to the ability of others and up to the ability of my pre-concussion self and was intesely frustrated and let down when it didnt happen. Because it rarely does. At the same time, i didnt want to admit the impact that my injury had on me. I knew people who had it worse and so I wouldn't c