Chasing a memory

Some days I don’t know who I am…my mind has always been a defining feature. In this case it was just a raw intelligence, there was nothing that could stop me. I don’t have that anymore, it’s worn out. My other defining feature was quiet. I was the girl who wouldn’t talk. Smart and quiet, that was me.

Neither currently apply…

I’m chasing a memory of who I used to be. I’m not sure whether I’ll find it through cognitive rehabilitation or if I’ll find someone new within myself. I’m hoping to use the power of my mind to conquer my working memory issues….neuroplasticity is my friend. I’m not sure exactly what to expect with cognitive rehab but it’s sure to be an adventure. I’ll let you know what I learn about the rehab and myself.


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