My mum negatively :" your Always zonked out looking "
Friend: Don't tell me your still in Bed.... ( 10 a.m saterday )
Me inside my Head :I'm Fighting Alone / One Day at a Time. Acting for the world, to hide them from my reality. Just let me get there, one piece at a time..
I privately Seek old friends / spend time, that knew me from The Time before TBI.
Anyone else? Some comfort for me.
( August hoping to remember to pop into a Headway centre)