“I was faced with a TBI in February of 2015, my grad year of high school. Slipping down concrete stairs with my 1 year old niece in my arms, my initial reaction was to protect her, leaving the back of my head completely open to the edge of the steps.
Months of therapy, not being able to participate in graduation events, reoccurring mental health problems, and many more obstacles surfaced throughout my recovery.
Four years later and I’m powering through each day with minimal symptoms and a newfound joy for the little things in life.
The road to recovery is long, hard and exhausting - but it can happen. Always have hope.”
-Melissa, TBI Survivor