A Change In Perspectives
September 23, 2019
Facial trauma is a unique beast. I still can’t smile or speak properly, I can’t emote or express myself, I can’t laugh or look at anything too closely or for too long. It’s more than just the physical injuries, neurological complications or head trauma, though all are serious and shockingly complex; it’s my very identity, which is incredibly difficult to grapple or come to terms with right now. And while I don’t know what to make of it, I do know that from my perch up on the mountain, where I am tucked away from the world to heal, I have come to appreciate the comings and goings of light, of silence, of airflow more than ever before. My senses, like my perspectives on so much in life, have already shifted in palpable, meaningful, beneficial ways that I can only hope are lasting. ✨