Retrieving memories before you have any verbal skills is odd to say the least. I have no idea why my mind must torture me so. Seeing things but not being able to put words to it, just feelings, really sucks. I’m so very thankful I’m in therapy. I can’t even imagine how a person would handle this part of their recovery Continue reading
I find myself becoming more and more antisocial. This concerns me a bit. I was once a social butterfly. I loved people, and it was nothing for me to start a conversation with a perfect stranger. Now, not so much. I find that I don’t particularly like people and I’m borderline, if not downright rude to people. I don’t mean to be, I just don’t seem to have a filter anymore.
With each mini stroke I have, more of my personality seems to be altered. I’m Continue reading