Last week, I was early for a meeting with my therapist so I stopped at a bookstore close by. I walked by a display of Dr. Jill Taylor's book, My Stroke of Insight, and was initially drawn to it because of the stained glass brain on the cover. But after reading the inside flap, I decided it was too close to home. See, the reason for seeing my therapist that day was to talk about feelings of grief and sadness because I just feel so lost and usless when it comes to being a friend to you, my dearest Nick.
Walking to the cashier to pay for another book, I impulsively picked up the book anyway. It sat in my bag for three days before I pulled it out and started reading. Many of the experiences she writes of—lack of physical boundaries, language and speech issues, changes in perception and priorities—are all things that you tell me are happening to you, or things I see happening. Reading this book has helped me to understand a bit more what it's like to have one's brain not cooperating.
Love,
Holly
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