Finding Hope in Daily Acceptance
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Finding Hope in Daily Acceptance

Reflections on a Brain Injury Survivor’s Wisdom: Brason Lee

I came across a powerful personal reflection about a year ago in the Journal of Adolescent Health titled "Reflections of a Pediatric Survivor of Traumatic Brain Injury: 42 Years Later." This short but profound piece, written from the perspective of someone looking back on their life after a severe TBI at age 18, resonated deeply with me. It’s not a clinical study or dry medical advice—it’s raw, honest guidance from someone who has walked this path for decades. Reading it felt like receiving a letter from a wiser future self. It became a letter I printed and read each day to remind myself and motivate myself that it will get ok. 42 years of wisdom while I am just a couple of years into mine.

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Suicide After Concussion
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Suicide After Concussion

When TBI Makes Suicide Feel Like the Only Option – And Why You Still Matter

I’ve met too many survivors of TBI that I met too late to still know them while they were alive. I met others that then didn’t show up the next meeting because they had lost their battle. They had encountered this living change surviving their injury and battling each day and found themselves part of an unfortunate statistic. I’ll share some of those statistics below. But they aren’t a statistic. Each one of them is a person. A person who loved and was and is loved. A person with a story. An incredible story. Even after their deaths, I learn from their stories, from their loved ones, from the legacies, and yes from their pain. The pain of living with a traumatic brain injury (TBI) can feel like fighting a war inside your own head — one that no one else can fully see and even the patient can’t fully see or understand themselves at times. Some days the battle gets so heavy that ending it all starts to feel like the only way to find peace. I know this darkness. Many of us in the brain injury community do. In fact, almost every survivor I have met shares the exact sentiment in their early months of wishing they could just reach in their head and pull their own brain out. But I also know there is light, even though it is not always visible each day. It is there, even when not seen in the moment.

This post is not about glamorizing pain or pretending everything gets magically better. It’s about naming the real reasons suicide can feel rational after TBI — for both survivors and their caregivers — and then honestly laying out why staying here is still worth it. Because it is. There is hope, and you are not alone - many of us have felt those exact feelings, the exact darkness, the exact pain - even though your story is incredibly unique and deserving of being heard.

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Who Is This?
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Who Is This?

A few days ago, our phone lit up with a call from a number I didn’t recognize. I answered, as I often do now in recovery—trying to stay connected to a world that sometimes feels half-erased.

“Hi, this is your neighbor Jen,” the voice said warmly. “I’m wondering if you’ve seen Rose lately?”

I froze. Jen? Rose? The names echoed in the empty spaces where memories should be. Was Rose a person? A dog? A neighbor’s kid? My own relative? I had no idea. I also had no clear picture of who this “neighbor” Jen was. Did they move in down the road in the last three years? I don’t have many neighbors change in the country life here but I don’t know a lot now. The street, the faces, the shared history—large chunks of it are simply gone.

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My Transmission is Shot
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My Transmission is Shot

When Your Transmission Goes Out: What Car Trouble Taught Me About Living with a Brain Injury

We had a vehicle with a transmission starting to fail. The vehicle would act strange. The engine was revving, but the power wasn’t reaching the wheels the way it should. Shifting felt delayed and clunky. We made it home, but the warning lights came on, and we knew something was seriously wrong with the transmission.

After a painful diagnostic visit, the mechanic confirmed it: transmission is failing. Not a cheap or simple fix. The part that transfers power from the engine to the drivetrain was damaged, and without it, the vehicle couldn’t do what it was built for—even though the engine itself was still running strong. Sound familiar?

That moment hit me hard because it mirrored exactly what happened to my brain three years ago after my traumatic brain injury (TBI).

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