December 31, 2025 “An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves.” -Bill Vaughan A while ago, my therapist had me create a “Glimmers of Hope” album on my phone. One is a photo album and one is in the Notes … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: What a year…
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Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: moving
May 25, 2025 I am writing this Confession because I have to, for me, not because I’m looking for sympathy. I never write looking for sympathy. Recently, the apartment building that I’ve lived in for a total of 19 years, was sold. My rent went up and I could not afford to stay. Thankfully, a … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: moving
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: traveling with a TBI & PTSD
January 4, 2025 I have only taken two trips since my head injury ten years ago. The first time my head could tolerate the flying but my return trip was nothing short of the real life version of the Steve Martin, John Candy, 1987 classic “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles”. Only less entertaining and way more … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: traveling with a TBI & PTSD
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I can do hard things
December 28, 2024 This is a message I’ve had to remind myself of many, many times, especially this year. I can do hard things. Earlier this year I began a type of therapy called EMDR. EMDR stands for Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing. It is used to help people heal from a traumatic event in … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I can do hard things
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: EMDR
April 11, 2024 After many attempts I successfully completed two years of talk therapy before my therapist took a well deserved leave of absence. I myself took a two month break as I waited for a new therapist to begin. Six weeks ago, I met my new therapist, a woman who specializes in EMDR (Eye … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: EMDR
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 9 years
August 19, 2023 Today marks nine years since my life drastically changed. 9 years. 3,287 days. This was the first year that I almost didn’t write a Confession on this “anniversary”, but somehow, not writing felt wrong, just as wrong as calling this an “anniversary”. I told a fellow TBI survivor recently, I don’t like … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 9 years
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 8 years
August 19, 2022 8 years. Two thousand nine hundred twenty days. At times it feels like just yesterday. Other times it feels like I’ve been living in this form of hell for decades. I feel so many emotions leading up to this day, ranging from anger and frustration to complete sadness. Come August 20th, it … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 8 years
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: you win today PTSD
June 16, 2022 In one breath I say, “I just want to love road riding again.” In the next breath I admit a fear that I’ve shared with no one and that I carry with me each ride: “Is today the day that I’m killed while riding?” I’ve been in therapy working weekly for the … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: you win today PTSD
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: breaking up isn’t always hard to do
December 15, 2021 Dear You, I think it’s time we see other people. You see new patients and I will see a new therapist. It’s not me, it’s you. You’re just not “the one”. Sure, we had some good times and you gave me some useful “nuggets” that I will take with me, but we … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: breaking up isn’t always hard to do
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: share the road
November 3, 2021 At counseling we’ve been discussing and breaking down my immense fear of cycling. Yes, I still ride, but I’m terrified while doing it and some days that fear keeps me off the bike completely. I don’t want to be afraid and it was important to me to get back on the bike … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: share the road