Heads of Steel

A friend got up from the table and passed out while walking to the bathroom

A puddle of blood

A twins deep concern and cry for help

911

Fear, hurt, confusion of what happened and a sense of severity

Do you know where you are?

Do you know who you are?

Do you know who I am?

Coming back slowwwwwllly

Thoughts of my past head trauma flooding in. Sharing about it to my friend with a bandage on his head. Trying to put myself in my moms shoes as she prayed in the car with her son crying and in pain.

A blink, an hour, a month, idk

27 minutes minutes.

At the emergency room now.

Wanting to do more, help more.

I’m here

Your brother is here

You are here

You’re allowed to feel all the feelings.

You are going to be okay.

You have a head of steel and there’s a little dent now.

Everything adds dents.

Dents give us shape and they give us something unique.

Dents sometimes add strength, and at the same time can add weaknesses

I’m grateful for my dents

I’m grateful for how they make me feel

I’m grateful I’ve learned to show them

I’m grateful I share them and let others feel them

Thank you to all who have helped me, loved me, accepted me for my dents, and sat in my pain and pressure with me. I’m sorry for the pain and fear I’ve caused on you all, big and small.

I love you

I love me

Your life matters

My life matters