True story,
Happened a few days ago. So I’m a residential counselor for individuals who have traumatic brain injuries. My client, he wasn’t having a good day so he threw a fit. He stole our key and wouldn’t give it back so for his punishment he couldn’t go anywhere. Sure enough – he motions me to the car and wants me to open it. I refuse and he starts slamming the cars window (I actually thought he broke the window at the time) then he starts charging me screaming with his arms raised like an animal (mind you hes 260 lbs and im 165 lbs). After this – he jumps the fence and is on the train tracks. He starts lighting a cig and walking along the train tracks.
At this point , it’s a spectacle, everyone at the train station is pointing at my client and cant believe someone is walking on the tracks. Then he walks right into the dark train tunnel. Sh*t hits the fan at this point because if a train comes, its traveling at 30 and wont even see him to stop.
Long story short , we stopped the trains, 1000s of people missed their train and were late and my client surfaced again in the city center unharmed.
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Wow! I am recovering from multiple concussions and am disabled, so this really resonates with me. I'm not a smoker, nor that heavy, but often I will need to "run away" from a conversation with my wife, due to my symptoms.
Mostly, I find solace in another part of the house or yard. Rarely, I will need to leave the property. Generally when I do, I drive to a trail nearby where I can take a walk in the woods.
I think I should do more meditation. Thanks for your story!