singing for my life like a canary in a coal mine.
queer technofae w/specialties in trauma, atonement, incarnation, & body theology.
BA French, MDiv, ThM.
These are, at this point, likely permanent.
I am immensely grateful for the people in my life now, who have loved me through all of this, even when I became a burden.
My kids (my 120 students) think my brain damage jokes are hilarious.
- increased symptoms of PTSD, anxiety, and depression
- communication issues (forgetting or 'losing' words and sentences/thoughts, difficulty articulating thoughts, stumbling over words and phrases, and I have developed a stutter)
Brain update.
I have developed migraines post-Traumatic Brain Injury. Pushing too hard, migraine. Weather changes too fast, migraine.
I still have increased cognitive strain and fatigue.
I got some really good news yesterday! There’s this medical thing that I need that I thought was at least a year off if not closer to 2 years. I got a call yesterday that it’s happening in less than 2 months!!! Of course the obstacle now is about $5000😬
https://t.co/ENdn8QtfUS
I am that person who if it looks like someone is having a bad day, or tired, or whatever, I bring them treats. Coworker had a super rough class last year. Coworker got a lot of treats.
Coworker no longer looks. No think, no look, only nom 😂
I accidentally Pavlov-ed a coworker 😂
I bring her treats so often (baked goods, snacks, candy) that she just takes whatever I hold out to her and pops it in her mouth without looking.
Today it was cheese. She was not expecting cheese 🤷🏻♀️
My old memesis the doorframe strikes again
No worsened TBI symptoms or new concussion symptoms, just a mild 'you rattled your skull and the bruise is mad' headache 🙄🤦🏻♀️
So much so that the lullaby is all that is needed. That the violence and pain that made it need not be spoken of anymore.
And I may be a ways from healing that. But I will make my life and my home a lullaby.
A place that need not be escaped from.
There will be pretty pictures but also heavy thread topic, soooo cw/tw for ptsd related things, including su*icide (star to keep the 🤖s away)
I saw this meme the other day.
Make my life a lullaby.
I can't imagine a future, but I do know that whenever I go, I want my life to have been that.
I want whatever life I have built for myself to sing like a lullaby. Soft, sweet, safe, kind. Absent of pain, or fear.