I realized why some believed my issues were all mental health. Funny, once you, hear the narrative changing every two weeks.From some, a breakdown.A complete break.Oh no she did something, it caught up to her.
😆 🤣 Nope, it turned into one, over the past two years though. And not my own doing. Here is a reason.My AVM.
This is, why I cry, fight, fly and fawn. I was misdiagnosed my entire life and it still continues. Why?Because, things go haywire and a TBI, is a string of symptoms, all different degrees.It. This little ball of veins with enough pressure to blow, with lifting a gallon of milk, sneezing, stretching, yawning, keeping emotions bottled up, an not,exploding from confusion, causing my blood pressure to rise. All he had to do was reassure me and feed me, check on me and talk to me.Thats it. Too much and now I know why he doesn't want to feel, grow or be accountable for the last two years.Hed rather me question and struggle with wondering. Repressing is no longer an option.Relearning how to cope, was an option.But instead, it bleeds microtiny little scratches through my sleeves of the veins, SAH. And that causes issues. On top of no pharmecutical treatment, no medication absorption and a few other mutations, that give me trouble.No arguementative cycles or disregulations.
That was all reactive.But this is the reason, 5 years ago.And every day,week, month year, I am grateful.Never question someones health struggles, it could, happen to you.Never dismissed someones struggles and situation.Ecspecially, if you heard it third party.I am aware and good.Take care, because Im taking care of mine.Stay in your lane, be kind and be grateful to have life.I am floored but not beaten.