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Gillian Firth
It was going too well, brilliant job, new marriage, and sunny-money with choices, then it all went horribly wrong.
Six quiet weeks later, I Gillian Mk2 woke up, and the ‘second life’ began. My mum...view moreIt was going too well, brilliant job, new marriage, and sunny-money with choices, then it all went horribly wrong.
Six quiet weeks later, I Gillian Mk2 woke up, and the ‘second life’ began. My mum was present at this birth too, she swears I heard her wailing ‘your brother too’ (he might deny this). I had regressed to new-born mentality, vocally displaying extremes in temperament; medical minds make educated noises but can only guess. The doctors said ‘two years’ the cleaner told mum ‘she be okay, just a leedle thing wrong’. Just saying.
A Pathetic husband ‘found someone else’ so, alone with a second-hand computer the cathartic book happened by chance. Readers stop me or write ‘I’ve got a Pathetic at home’, tell me they ‘had no idea’ what was wrong with me, and then recount the incident that made them laugh.
So writing became a main focus, in need of direction, my circumstances influence a style of narration that is easier than walking, and people get something from a collection of words. TBI victims, their families, carers and friends understand. It can happen to anybody.
The readers’ comments remain my spur, and there were too many to be patronising.view less