Survived a bad crash 6 weeks ago and I'm terrified to leave the house — anyone else?
I don't really know how to start this so I'm just going to say it: I was a passenger in a rideshare that got hit head-on by a driver who blew a red light and kept going. No plates, never caught. I walked away — well, I didn't walk away, I got airlifted — but compared to what it could have been, I'm alive.
I fractured two ribs, broke my orbital bone, and tore some ligaments in my knee badly enough that I had to have surgery. I also have a TBI they're still monitoring. I've been staying at my sister's place since I can't really manage alone right now.
Physically I'm making progress. But mentally? I feel like I'm stuck at the intersection where it happened, over and over.
Everyone keeps telling me how strong I am and how lucky I am and I just... don't feel either of those things. I feel like a different person than I was two months ago. My therapist said something that actually hit me — that what I'm experiencing is a kind of grief, mourning the version of myself that existed before the crash. That helped me name it, at least.
The hardest part right now is that I genuinely cannot make myself go outside unless I absolutely have to. Like, for PT or a follow-up appointment. Even riding in a car makes me want to crawl out of my skin. My sister is patient but I can tell she's worried.
Has anyone else gone through this? How did you start rebuilding some sense of normal? Did it get better? I'm not looking for toxic positivity — just honest experiences from people who've been here.