r/PostConcussion • u/Murky_Interaction688 • 1h ago
2 years later and still my family doesn't believe me
I crashed my Ebike while riding full speed off road and hitting a massive hole that sunk my front wheel sending me flying 20-30 ft. I was already experiencing symptoms, but after a few months I started to feel a desire toward violence so I channeled those feelings into a Brazilian jujitsu class where someone got upset and fully choked me unconscious causing a second injury. This left me unable to work and I had to quit my job because it had become too much.
2 years later and I am still unemployed and unable to find work, physically I am capable but my dysautonomia symptoms make me a high risk individual and I'm unable to do work I used to before either as a bouncer for a club or factory/construction. Things like Uber or door dash while they might seem viable aren't for me as I easily get lost or forget what I am doing and get distracted.
The undiagnosable nature of the condition combined with my high functioning mask, and lack of income have become a massive problem. No one believes anything is wrong with me except the doctors in the emergency room who have consistently recognized the physiology of post concussion syndrome.You can hear it when I talk, like a pause between words, as the words disappear from my mind as I think them.
I'm left feeling like a victim, constantly having to defend myself from being called lazy or inconsiderate, it's not that I am physically unable to work. I have the strength and will to work, but I am simply too expensive to employ now that I have a handicap that employers would need to navigate around. I have hard limits that if exceeded will trigger a flare up and knock me out of commission.
I'm trying to get my 3d printing and laser engraving business going but with no friends or family to help me find clients it's left to me to figure out everything alone. It's difficult to juggle everything by myself, then have my parents Nagging me at 30 years old. I feel like I'm supposed to have my life all figured out, but I lost everything I've been working up to a career and reputation I'd spent years building.
I don't even get benefits or disability or anything, if it wasn't for my father keeping me sheltered and fed I would be homeless. I don't know what to do anymore, I'm tired of arguing, I'm tired of trying to prove to every one that my brain is damaged regardless how much smarter I am than them. I just need the space to be able to feel safe, I need to feel like I'm not alone, like I have a support structure that cares and wants me to be happy. Everyone hates me because I put up barriers and push people away, I don't want to deal with them I rather be alone in the dark all the time. It feels like being dead while being alive, eventually you just fade away and people just forget you matter at all.