Silencing, language-as-identity, aphasia, writing-as-retrieval
Language was my home. I had a prolonged aphasic speech and writing block. Felt as if I was in exile. I slowly fought my way back amongst the ‘language owners’. Because of my funny stroke-induced accent, people tend to treat me like a foreigner. I began to write lyrics and prose to improve my language ability and also to show ‘them’, as well as myself, that I can do it. And that I can say again: language is my home.
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"Language Was My Home: I had it in my mind - but not on my tongue (Grappling with Aphasia),"
Amplify: A Journal of Writing-as-Activism:
1, Article 6.