This’ll be quick: it’s really just a Tuesday-night self-reminder that it’s OK to be how I am, in this moment, without getting down on myself about the fact that I’m not “progressing” in the way I imagined I would be a year ago. It’s OK to allow myself moments of frustration and anger, as long as I try not to dwell on the negative. It’s OK to have different goals than I used to, to slow down, to take care of myself so that I can recover. It’s OK that because of my brain injury, going on a Menchie’s date for frozen yogurt with a friend is a significant accomplishment for me (for the record, the fro yo was delicious and the company was fantastic). It’s OK to doubt that everything will continue to be OK, that my brain will heal as it should and that it doesn’t have another surprise in store for me.
I’m usually OK with the fact that my priorities have by necessity shifted, but it’s not always easy to accept that my life is limited right now. While I continue to adjust to this reality, and while I look ahead to my neuro-rehab program, I think it’s OK to not try to be more than OK. OK, for now, is just fine.