Shoes.
While you may look at this photo and find it rather irrelevant, you do not understand its significance.
They look like cute shoes that I would have worn every day in my “old” life. Cute. Comfy. My go-to pair.
But up until just a few weeks ago, I never would have ventured out in shoes with heels. While they are relatively low, wide heels they are heels nonetheless.
For the past 20 months, I have been living inside a life that didn’t feel like my own.
My TBI left me foggy, slow to think, and with impaired working memory.
I have felt like a complete stranger, all alone in this bizarre world.
No one could tell me how long I’d feel this way, if I would ever return to *normal*.
Shoes.
Today I wore these shoes.