Most humans have had the experience of feeling loneliness. Connected to that, is the feeling of being utterly alone by oneself, for both an immediately long period of time, and also what seems to be an increasingly awkward, extraneous period of time, up to a point where the typical concept of time becomes unreal. If we end up there, we can feel pain and with it an experience of being lost in a place no one ever thought they’d be, and never knew existed. Nor did we know what it was like, how unpleasant the place would be, or what it would feel like to try find a way out of that wilderness with no map.
This is Planet TBI. Being lost on planet TBI can often feel like what I described above. It’s like being lost in a place you’ve never heard of, or been, and possibly a place you never thought you’d end up, nor end up being lost there. My life is like being lost inside a hedge maze, that’s inside a hedge maze, inside another hedge maze.
I’m lost there, and perhaps a few of you are with me, along side others, and we try to find our way out of the hedge-maze that came with no exit-strategy, as we remain lost on planet TBI. Think of it like TBI itself is the planet, and different therapies, doctors etcetera are the multiple hedge mazes on the planet. We are all lost in places that are in this planet, and this feels completely strange, and is completely undesirable. We hear a new language and come across plants, animals, medicines, and other humans that we find helpful, as we work our way to find and use many different methods to get out. And we know deep down that no-one leaves planet TBI unscathed. The experiences and the horror of the planet never leave us.
We don’t know if there is a way out, or when, or how, or with who, or where. We simply hope there is.
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