“I call it the Brain Injury Society,” Douglas tells me, smiling as he explains his relationship with people who’ve also had brain injuries.
“I call it The Brotherhood,” I smile back.Side note: Do you have a name for the people who get you?
“They just get it better. Simple as that,” he says.
Douglas’s “simple” explanation essentially does sum up survivors’ experiences as concisely as possible. The brain injury survivors I met shared stories of reaching out to others with brain injuries to be “reassured” and to “know that these things are normal.”
“My boyfriend has been with me through it all – the car accident, the hospital, everything,” Sarah tells me.
She sighs as she takes in the weight of that statement, knowing her own Brain Injury Society of support is very small.