The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea. Isak Dinesen
In the early days of my TBI, I was emotionally numb. I didn't laugh or cry. That has changed dramatically in the last month or so.
Now I cry all the time. Every day. Sometimes several times a day. And always without warning.
I cry when I'm sad. I'm sad a lot of the time.
I cry when I'm anxious. I'm anxious most of the time.
I cry when I'm happy, or when someone says or does something nice to me.
If salt water is the cure, how many tears will it take to cure me? Maybe I need to sweat more. Or take up residence on a beach. Or all three.
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