A TRUE STORY NEEDED FOR REHABILITATION!

This is something my wife BARBARA should, probably, be writing . As she’s been feeling overwhelmed lately. I thought, I had it bad, nut, the only problems in my world are, for one thing self created. Some of them due largely to the TBI which I survived, but it’s been over six count em SIX years now. And I just can’t go on using the TBI as an excuse, even tho it DOES act as a pretty good excuse. However, I’M not the only one who was affected by my TBI. My whole family was affected by it. BARBARA, probably the most because here was a young vibrant woman in her prime who suddenly was essentially forced to become a single parent. I have always been the good father even to a certain extent AFTER the TBI, but, I have been so antisocial lately. A good reason for that is because of the massive TBI, I survived , and we, BARB and I, used to be very social. We used to, and still do, have many good friends but we used to go do things with them, or have them over for dinners. However, now because of my TBI, I’VE become very antisocial. Something I kind of expect my friends to understand. However, I think it’s, probably asking too much to expect BARBARA to understand. Although, she does accept it, and she’s really great in that she’ll even make allowances for it. But, there’s only so many times she can be reminded of our wedding vows "FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE" or "IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH." Well, I think I’VE over done it with those it’s her turn now. I know though, she would never use my TBI as an excuse, but, she should, she has a right to. Especially if I was paying attention, and I think I was. Then I should remember the other part of that same vow "WHAT’S MINE IS YOURS." So, there’s no reason why she shouldn’t be able to use my excuse for things I do that I should not do. I mean because half of the problems in this family are because of my TBI. Really, they are. Because we never had the problems we have now BEFORE the TBI. And a lot of our problems I tend to make worse, and the bad part is I KNOW when I’M making things worse. And for some unexplainable reason, I just can’t seem to shut the "F" up. I can say, yeah, I’M gonna just stop teasing, or getting involved in the kids’ disputes. However, it won’t do any good to just SAY I’M gonna quit doing these things. I’VE actually gotta just quit doing these disruptive things. Hopefully by writing this as therapy for my lack of good behavior, I’LL REALLY quit this time instead of just talking about it. So, if there’s one thing I could ask those of you who pray, that is to please pray for me specifically to stop teasing and making family matters worse, when I need to try to hold the family together. I know if I can get many people praying for me/us, things will get better. Please, and thank you!