Flooding
I first drafted this post well over two years ago, and for some reason, I never hit "publish". Maybe because this post just seemed to be too real, too honest. It felt raw at the time, with cognitive flooding fresh on my mind (as it were). I knew what was causing my 'overload', but it was still hard not to feel abnormal, unusual, dramatic. I'm beyond fortunate that I only deal with flooding now on very rare occasions when I'm overly tired, and not every-time I'm in Walmart. Partly because of how I've structured my life, even pre-Covid, but in large part due to the tremendous healing my brain has experienced in the past few years. I'm beyond blessed. This is no longer my day to day reality. But please read anyway, because it's still a reality for many others with brain injuries, and they need you to understand, as well as you can. This is a picture of a devastating flood in British Coloumbia. W