2 years out from a crash that nearly killed me — partner doesn't get it and I'm struggling
Heads up — this post talks about serious injuries and a long recovery. Skip if that's not where you're at today.
I don't really know how to start this so I'll just go. About two years ago I was driving home on the interstate when a driver ran a red light at an on-ramp and hit me at full speed. The impact sent me into the median barrier. I was airlifted out. By the time everything was tallied up I had fractures in both legs, several ribs, a couple of vertebrae, and my pelvis. I coded in the ER. I was in the hospital for almost three months, had four surgeries, and spent another six months in inpatient rehab learning to walk again. I have rods and screws holding parts of me together that I'll never get back to "normal."
I am genuinely proud of how far I've come. I went from not being able to roll over in a hospital bed to driving myself to appointments. That is not nothing.
Here's the thing though. My partner and I got together after all of this happened. He knew what he was signing up for, or I thought he did. We got into an argument last week and he said something offhand about me "still not being back to work" — like it was a character flaw instead of a medical reality.
He apologized. I know he didn't mean it as cruelly as it landed. But it stuck in a way I can't shake.
Has anyone else had a partner who came into their life post-accident and sometimes just... doesn't fully grasp the weight of it? How do you handle those moments without feeling completely alone in your own story?