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I suffered an anoxic brain injury from prolonged hypoxia not quite 10 years ago. In simple terms, I have brain damage from going too long without the proper amount of oxygen.
I can remember what my phone number was when I was 5, but I can’t remember what you said 20 minutes ago. It is especially hard too remember when I am tired.
I used to be able to fix my own computer, and now I cannot figure out how to hit the enter/return key ↩ here and stay in the same block….
Because I stumble through my sentences and it takes me so long to finish putting my thoughts into words. That is when I don’t forget the words entirely, so it’s difficult for some people to have the patience to listen.
The frustration of not being able to say what I am thinking, is really hard for me, as well. Then, if you interrupt me mid thought it’s over, I forget what I was talking about completely.
This is part of the reason why I love blogging. I am now the slowest typer in the world but it is ok, because speed doesn’t matter. No one but me knows how long it takes to write out my thoughts and feelings. This is the easiest way to communicate.
I hid my poetry from almost everyone I knew growing up. In 2004, I began to share with my therapist but it wasn’t until Christmas 2011, that I shared anything with my family.
In November 2011, my twin brother was found dead in his apartment, quite a few days after he had last been seen.
I grew up in the shadows of my “talented and gifted” twin brother who was sure to be extremely successful in life, while daily I was called stupid. I knew that I wasn’t dumb but it is hard to believe differently when there was no positive programming to go with it. The fact that I had the same 4.0 gpa and was praised by my teachers often, I could not get past the negativity of “stupid”.
I always thought that my brother was extremely talented and envied the way he could share openly. I was 1/2 the way through my Jr year in high school before my parents put anything I had done on the refrigerator.
That sounds ridiculously like the way a 5 year old would think, but I hadn’t ever felt that pride.
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