A lawyer recently told me there was nothing wrong with me. That was a big lie. Yes this lawyer hates me. He even called me a “sovereign citizen” the first day we met, so that proves to me that he hated me without any reason. But the truth is, on December 11, 1997 I had an accident with my father, and it was one of 7-8 TBIs I suffered as a child. It still has a negative effect on me, even with my education, getting my MBA Etc., but not everyone wants that to be true.
This accident paralyzed my father, and that was bad enough, but on April 23, 1983, my one brother was also riding with dad and it killed my brother. It could have easily killed me too, when I was in that accident with Dad.
Sometimes I wish I was dead. Some say I should not say things like that, but it is real. We will never get past this by ignoring it and calling it “unprofessional.” I guess that’s why I chose this field, to take care of people with disabilities. I would like to start a halfway house, or some other project to help people in need.
With that, I am proud of my work with getting the Shreve Lake restored, and being able to help people like my clients at the group home. They are a blessing to me like few get to experience.
One co-worker at the group home was in a major accident 30 years ago. She was told she could never talk or walk. She was planning on becoming a PhD. But she could never finish it. But she is today able to talk and walk. She helps in the group home today.
I actually tied twice to get my PhD as that was my dream after getting my MBA. I failed. Twice. My brain just wont let me try it. The MBA was hard, but my attempt at a PhD was way worse. Not that I was not smart enough to get it. but because my brain is affected by these accidents, and possibly from the trauma in my life. My Mom was a dementia patient, so that is also a possibility. I have a study coming up in Cleveland next month that I am looking forward to to see what is really going on in my brain.
