After ten years in and out of theropy my head started to hurt... then came the muscle pains.... then the nightmares.... nightsweats, loss of concentration, anxiety, sleepiness and headaches. After several visits to different doctors a new PCP decided to pull the ten year old rabbit out of the hat, (the rabbit being my TBI which my survival was not an option from). Two weeks ago I was face to face with a Psychiatrist *spelling* that told me the last thing I was expecting to hear. At that moment I was forced to reflect over the past ten years and put together some pieces that went missing. Come to find out, even though the doctors wrote me of as a gift from God and released me from their care knowing there was no possible way I could have survived such trauma, my life had changed. I realized just two weeks ago that on that day of my injury I had lost all of my old friends. I dropped out of school. My life had taken a severe wrong turn and every decision I had made over the past ten years had been impulsive. Im scared. Ive been told that Im having seizures! Who would have though that that pocket of fluid left on my brain would still be there 10 years after the fact. My anxieties are far more extensive then they have ever been and now this has been dropped into my lap. Is there anyone out there that understands the fears I am faced with? I put this all behind me 10 years ago and now, Jason has returned for another Holloween and this time, theres no running from it.