31 years young, mother, lover, fighter, brain tumor defeater. Big fan of all things caffeinated, living and breathing what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. OPTIMISTIC that the best is yet to come.

My First Entry

Bare with me, I have no idea what I’m doing. I just want to vent and have searched for months for a story similar to mine to give me answers or hope but nothing. So figured why not be the first.

“You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only choice”
— Bob Marley

Am I even doing this right? I have an option to share pictures - but what do I share? What I looked like before my brain surgery? What I look like now (just kidding, I haven’t even accepted how I look yet I’ll be damned if I show strangers)? My bad-ass brain surgery scar? The perfect supportive humans in my life? So many options so instead, I will not share a picture. I am not here to share a picture, I am here to share a story. I developed dysarthria after my brain surgery meaning that I have full cognition, but lost most of my ability to speak (I’m relearning though). Since I have full cognition, my mind is fully there, but my speech is not. I think 1 million things a day, but can only speak about 1/15th of my mind. Anyone who knows me knows I’ve never been one to not speak my mind. I sort of feel “trapped” in my head with my thoughts and I know how unhealthy that can be/is for me. So I tried to express my thoughts in a journal but joke was on me, in addition to needing to relearn how to walk, talk, and smile - I need to relearn how to write. Lucky for us all, I can still type like a boss.

The Journey to Diagnosis