Denial; A Place We May Prefer to Stay
I thought I could hide a brain
injury behind a smile
I thought I could hide anything
as long as I walked the extra mile
I thought I had a few problems to
work out with my brain
I had no idea my life would never
again be close to the same
I thought denial was a wonderful thing
and I never wanted to know the truth
I thought if I could pretend through
"refusal to believe" there would be no proof
I thought if I faced all the painful realities
I may somehow forget how to win the race
Denial is a preferred place to be when pain
is all you feel and fear is all you face
I found comfort in acceptance instead of
denial and it was my way to get to first base
Debbie M. Wilson
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Saturday, April 26, 2014
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