Perhaps you’re just not ready for a course of this caliber
I knew you before the accident, but pushing yourself won’t help you get better faster
How are your symptoms?
How are you doing?
Before I can answer they jump to conclusions
As if they can begin to comprehend my condition
They elaborate on what I know to be pure ignorance and delusion
Is it a headache
Light sensitivity
Maybe noise
They cannot begin to understand
The endless dizziness
The pounding inside of my skull
The hours of tears
The words of defeat inside of my head
The inability to measure up
To who I once was
Who I aspired to be
You have it so easy
You’re so lucky
With your accommodations and exemptions
Surely your life is a picture of perfection
I wish I could tell them how much their words insult me
How tired I am of telling the same story
I dream of a world where people will chose to listen and learn
As opposed to words of blind ignorance in their inventory
Countless times they’ve told me
I’m so sorry
That you’ve had to suffer through this
I can’t even fathom
Being thrown into such a hopeless abyss.
I know this isn’t what you want to hear
Your health needs to come first
Words have power
I wish I could tell them
That their ignorance makes me feel
Trapped and Cursed
Misunderstood
When they utter the words
I’ve had a concussion too
And attempt to compare my experience to
Their own
They attempt to steal
To belittle
The truth
The strength within me
I wish I could implore them to
Listen
To ask when they don’t understand
To present words of encouragement
Instead of empty sympathy
To offer a hand as opposed to
Coping mechanisms
That they know nothing about
I would tell them to use their words
To empower
To help me move on
To display their trust
In me
Overcoming a concussion
Is not an easy feat
So to all those I encounter
On my journey
Into this
At times painful unknown
I ask that
You not let me walk alone
That you remain by my side
Along this winding road
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