Surviving a Brain Injury can be a difficult experience. No, I'm wrong. It is difficult. At all levels of survival. Difficult is a kind word. That is why I bring Hemingway to light. He led an interesting life. His writing was a wise gift while like us there was injury and divorce and numerous personal difficulties. And likewise I can understand his suicide. My current struggle calls for me to try and take each new day as an empty glass. When the glass contains the ingredients of yesterday it adds nothing but spoiled ingredients to an empty and new glass. That is my practice.
I occasionally laugh and state that life is for learning. Why? Damned if I know. But I often feel as though suicide will only bring us back to start life all over again. Like being thrown back into the washer again. I hope to go higher up the ladder. Starting at the proverbial bottom again? No thanks.
I am doing my best. Suicide is a life's possibility. I hope we can all stay strong.
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