Facing the Trueth
Facing the Truth It’s like sitting in a dark room with lofty ceilings and a solitary chair. Everything is murky; nothing is clear. All I can see are blurs of passed memories go by. Sitting there I know that at any moment I could depart this life. One strike to the head and I would depart this life. This scenario would stick in my head for days and days. I could be anywhere, at the mall, in school, or at the movies and still that was the only picture in my head. I was so depressed that I didn’t concern myself with anything else. Along with social events, school was nonexistent to me. Sleep, sleep was the one thing that helped ease the pain. I would sleep whenever I got the opportunity. All this was due to a tumor found on the side of my head, and overcoming this was the most difficult and life- altering event of my life. I was sitting in the doctor’s office waiting for him to notify me about the C.A.T. scan I had done after I sustained a concussion in a football game.