I would like to thank everyone for the outpouring of support. Knowing that peo
ple are thinking of us is more helpful than you could ever know.
Because it is not “mine” to share, I will not post anything specific about what took place, but I will share that everyone is ok.
On a different but related topic, I will (re)share something that is “very” mine: when I was an adolescent, I suffered a traumatic brain injury which altered my life completely. I needed to change how I felt; was a I hollow shell with a face stamped on. I could say the right th
ings, smile, interact and engage, but it was all an ACT. I wasn’t alive anymore. So I began to get very close to my best friend, alcohol. I knew what I was doing wasn’t right, and didn’t need to be yelled at; I needed to be loved, to be supported to be carried, since I could no longer carry myself. I needed empathy…not sympathy or antipathy.
I “unsheltered” my life in my youth – I exposed myself to some very harmful, dangerous nouns (people, places, and things), and while I would flip the fuck out if my kids ever did that (because it is sooo different now), I gained a tremendous amount in being able to work with today’s troubled youth.
And sometimes, they are closer than one might think….
Pics ‘n video: Pictures my Maggie shot last night leaving ER and today. I am hugging, kissing and holding them both as much as I can. Godsmack’s “Hollow” ❤
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