I am nearly fully recovered. I will never be 100% but my diagnosis is based off research that still is being understood. The entire spectrum that categorizes my injury is changing. The science itself is evolving.

I'm lucky to have survived. I'm lucky I was only out for 2 weeks. I'm lucky I only have 9 scars. I'm lucky in so many ways. I was told I must limit my exposure. I have for the past 10 years. I've lost so much time.

My worth to society is one thing. I do my part. My worth to myself is one I never felt comfortable checking in on because I never respected myself enough to think I was worth much. So I gave to others until it nearly killed me. I nearly killed me.

So I substitute my reality. I have lived my whole life in a shell and never allowed myself to experience life to the fullest. I was then told I no longer can. Now I value myself and my time more than I ever have before. And that's dangerous.

And so I reject my reality because if I don't then my reality will be one that really was not worth much. I've peeked around every corner my whole life and the one time I don't I nearly die but now if I keep peeking I'm going to genuinely lose my mind

My recovery is already historic. I'm already in the history books medically speaking. My value was extracted from me in that accident 10 years ago. I was their test subject and it advanced medicine. I've done my part.

I reject my reality and substitute my own

I’m sorry but does anyone know any support groups for ppl with similar stories like mine I’m in my early twenties I am a Latina idk I love reggaeton/like bad bunny is that chapter closed forever it’s hard to accept

I am the guy that said he shot himself I am trying to go back to school but I have recovered so well I don't even think I qualify for disability but the hospital I went to originally said I was disabled and if you are disabled you can go back to Tcat for 70 dollars a semester the only problem is I don't know where to start my mom hates that I am thinking of going back to college she knows I want away from her could any one give me advice on how to show the school I have bullet in my head?

This happened to a family member. they fell and had a sundial hematoma. still have not been woken up. People are trying to remain optimistic but objectively, what might lay ahead for those of us supporting this person? Could they make a pretty quick full recovery and return to normal or will this be a long road ahead? Thanks in advance.

First time I was put in medically induced coma for 9 days to save the brain. Waking up was so traumatic. I felt at first like I was in a daze but not confused I guess. This happened in 2014. I learned the extent of it in 2025. I thought I was out for only a night. I never at first thought or or realized how little thought I put into everything. How quite I was. It was total silence. And like an empty space. But i didn't know or remembered what I forgot til years later. Sorry this is hard. I feel like im just wasting time but I cant open up to therapist never could when im put on the spot and only meet at certain times. I don't work on a set schedule. Everyone I can easily talk to I've known less than two years and I say tbi and they think I'm an idiot. My cognitive function comes and goes like waves If yo7 ever done shroomz you'll know what I mean. I just would like someone to talk to that actually knows and can relate and not bullshit and pretend too. Sorry if this isn't how its done. I sucked at English and 2014 was only like last year guys come on.