For as long as this has been happening, anytime anyone asks me about my concussions and how it's affecting my world, the first thing that comes to mind are the people around me.
What is hard to understand is that those who are taking care of you, are just as much of a victim as you are. Although they may not feel the physical pain, they have to see their loved ones constantly in pain and not be able to do anything about it.
In my case, I'm 26 and my husband is 28. For him, we've lost our mid twenties. Instead of being the crazy fun guy he's always been, he feels guilty about going out, doing fun things, and leaving me at home because I can't do any of that. He constantly sees my tears, hears my complaints, or sees the fake smiles when I try to not worry him.
We haven't travelled where we want to because of me.
We haven't had kids.
We haven't partied or been social like we used to be.
We haven't gone out to movies.
We haven't gone on dates.
We haven't gone on the hikes we used to love.
And we haven't continued playing competitive volleyball or other sports like we used to do together.
It's hard. And it's important to remember that you have to take time out of your life to thank those around you who've stood by and have suffered with you.