My 10-second rule

I’ve been thinking about making a change on my blog page. A lot of my friends and family who read this are telling me that they would love to comment on my page but cant because of the site, and the difficulty it takes to actually set up accounts just to comment. So I’m looking at a possible change in the future. Ok now to the important stuff, when I say that I’m talking about me talking about me. The past couple of weeks have been pretty normal, the usual a lot of ups and downs. I met a friend at Shepard center who is going through a lot of similar things that I’m going through. She is pretty fresh off her injury so naturally the adjustment is hard for her rite now. So I just try to be there for her. A lot of our thoughts are alike along with the things we are going through. It’s crazy because I never thought that I would be the one helping some body and giving advice through this. I know I’ve come a long way, and this struggle is pretty intense. I just want to be there for her like my family was and still is there for me. One big thing I’ve realized about all of this is that you’re not the same person you were before you ended up in you condition. It’s almost like starting a new life and starting over. You have to learn everything all over again. Sometimes I try to think of myself as a newborn baby so I wont get so mad at myself when accidents happen or things don’t go normally or as they did before my problems started. It takes months or even years to develop these things. And while I’m dealing with your new learning curve you have to still deal with managing your emotions. Just last night I felt myself a little down because I wasn’t able to be out and about like I was a year ago on a weekend night. But I had to remind myself that that was then and this is now, now being my new life. I also give myself a 10-second rule to get depressed. Let me give you an example, I started taking baths upstairs in my old bathroom. So I literally bump up each step till I get up stairs. Then get in a rolling chair to get to the bathroom. Being up there for the first time was surreal I got to see my old room for the first time since March, and my old bathroom. So naturally I became depressed. After then is when I made up the 10-second rule. Each time I go up there to my old room and bathroom with my parents helping me I only give myself 10-seconds to get depressed and feel sorry for myself then I have to immediately find a way to get in a better mood. Just some of the many tricks you have to teach yourself in order to progress in your new life.