I used to have a wonderful and very vibrant, vivid imagination and mind's eye, along with a busy mind in general with lots of songs, music, earworms, great conversations etc. I lost this when I had a mild traumatic brain injury and post concussion syndrome 8 years ago. 💔
Even now, I struggle to cope with the loss. It's almost as though a part of my "soul" is missing. (I realise that probably sounds slightly OTT and melodramatic!)
I can no longer use my mind to envisage the future, go back to the past, or see people and things that I want to. Not being able to picture my children in my head is heartbreaking.
If anyone else has ever had this happen to them (or someone you know), how did you or they accept and deal with it?
Even reading books is less enjoyable now. I loved immersing myself in a good novel, picturing the words and scenes as they were described. It is pretty hard work reading long paragraphs of prose now.
Any similar experiences are gratefully received.