Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I didn’t ask for this

April 16, 2025

I’m struggling. Mentally. Emotionally. Physically. Financially. I am struggling. The past few days I’ve found myself just thinking over and over again “I didn’t ask for this.” 

I didn’t ask to be hit.

I didn’t ask to have to stop teaching.

I didn’t ask to have to go on disability.

I didn’t ask to live paycheck to paycheck.

I didn’t ask to stress endlessly about how to afford life.

I didn’t ask for a brain injury.

I didn’t ask for daily migraines.

I didn’t ask for PTSD.

I didn’t ask to have to give up my dream of being a mom.

I didn’t ask to live in pain daily.

I didn’t ask for daily cognitive struggles that many can’t even begin to imagine.

I didn’t ask for sleepless nights and exhausted days.

I didn’t ask to hear judgmental comments  from ignorant people.

I didn’t ask for this.

I don’t want it. 

There is so much I didn’t ask for.