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Originally Posted by ED
A part of me died that day on the ice, March 10th. There is a void like a piece of me is missing. I have the sense of always searching for that missing piece, but I'm having trouble finding it. This non existing feeling is terrible, feelings of hopelessness, lost, alone, frustration, anger, sadness and miss understood.
A part of me did die that day.
Ed
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Ed,
I suffered my 5th concussion last December 9th with a blindside shoulder to my head playing hockey. I have been dealing with the classic PCS symptoms since.
I know that I will never play hockey again but I have kept my gear in my hockey bag ready to go. There is a sense of denial. Just this past weekend I ran into a guy from the hockey team while out to dinner which definitely was tough. I had tears in my eyes when he left.
My other passions are surfing and snowboarding which I havent been able to do either. My symptoms are slowly improving and I am maintaining a goal of returning to surf (smaller) waves at some point, hopefully this winter.
My very active lifestyle has ceased to exist and I did deal with some real depression over this fact. It is still tough to see all of my surfboards, hockey and snowboarding gear in my basement.
Lucky for me, I have a 1 1/2 year old son which I have diverted much of my attention to. He is my sidekick who walks around the yard and follows me everywhere. Maybe I would be lost without him?
It wont be the same exciting fast paced thrill but find a different passion to keep your head positive.
You wont be able to heal when your down in the dumps.
Best,
Nolan