My name is Janna Leyde, and my father has a traumatic brain injury. Growing up with a parent who has a brain injury is not divorce or death or abuse. It’s no one’s fault and when you try to tack blame on a place or a person, it doesn’t work. Family dynamics flip, roles change, relationships dissolve — the confusion is paralyzing. At some point you realize you have a choice: roll with it and grow up into someone you didn’t know you’d be or isolate yourself and get the heck outta Dodge as soon as you can.
I chose to roll.
Now, I’m fresh into my thirties. I’ve suffered and survived my strange loss of innocence. I’ve discovered how to find acceptance and love. I’ve learned there are no guarantees and there is always change. I’m still here, and I invite you to roll with me.
Read an excerpt from Janna’s book, He Never Liked Cake.
April 14, 2014
For Janna Leyde, her father, and her other students, yoga is often "the path away from the unfairness"
March 10, 2014
Brainline blogger Janna Leyde writes a letter to other kids out there like her who have a parent with a brain injury.
February 10, 2014
BrainLine blogger Janna Leyde talks about the ongoing struggles of growing up with a father — and family — that changed because of a brain injury.