Surviving the Aftermath
They say when life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade. Well, it's always easier said than done when your brain can't quite function at the capacity in which it used too. My therapist describes grief as sort of a traumatic brain injury . Interestingly enough, that makes sense to me. Moms Favorite; Mimosas on Easter Morning 2019 Six months ago before my mom was diagnosed with Cancer, you could pile on task after task for me to complete and I wouldn't even think twice about it. I would just put my head deep into my work and get that sh*t done! I could attend gatherings at friends and never once think about the aftermath of my emotions, or how to control my emotions as the day went on. I could go to bed at night and rest peacefully knowing that there wasn't anything bad in my world that was the unimaginable and that I couldn't survive it. I could walk into a grocery store, pull out my list and gather my groceries without feeling like the walls were clos