Good evening,
I am not sure if I have any long term effects, or if I decided just to have an irritable personality, but in the '60's as a young lad, lost my balance climbing in the rafters and broke my fall with my head (I think) on a concrete floor 10' below and re-awoke some hours later at home in the den. Subsequently years later, as a competitive swimmer, dove off the blocks in perfect form into the path of another, diving in from the side of the pool at nearly full speed. Why my outstretched hands did not forewarn me of his presence, is still a mystery as I think about it to this day.

I, of course, then went on to play football, and can clearly remember seeing stars on many occasions. Why those thoughts are clear and so much of the ensuing decades are a blur, bothers me, and to which I used to write off as just "I guess I didn't care enough to remember."

To be truthful, I don't know if I'm ready to give up alcohol or caffeine, since they were apparently good at tricking me into a better(?) state of mind. yes I've read the posts below. I just don't respond well to preachin. (getting mad at this yet unresponded to post, now that's funny,) the only other relief I've had from this bad attitude is the adrenaline rush of procrastinating and riding my bike through the woods, which after the fear is addressed, is really quite fun. *** First post and already tryin to break the rules, it is late, and tomorrow is yet another - work day Regards