My TBI was from a car accident. I was in a coma for 2 weeks and the hospital for 3 months. I've always been really close with my mom. She was with me in the hospital almost every day. I made a great recovery. The only issues I had were in my head... memory, judgment, cognition, and stuff. Fast forward a few years later and my mom said to me once, "Where's the old Kevin that we know?" Granted, my personality did change slightly. I was still a funny guy and had a great sense of humor, nice, considerate, and all that good shit. The main difference was that I just didn't care what people thought of me anymore. So I was more outspoken and spoke my mind more often. Apparently, she didn't like this new version and couldn't adapt. We grew apart and haven't really talked since 2015. My sister took her side and I hadn't talked to her since 2007. My sister lost a battle with colon cancer a few months ago. My mom is really close with my oldest daughter, which is her first grandchild. She had my daughter call me to tell me that I wasn't welcome at the funeral. Regardless of our past, she was still my sister. It's kind of odd, but of all the people in my family, my dad and daughters are the only ones I talk to. My dad's side of the family really is just him. But my mom's side... she is 1 of 6. So I have quite a few aunts, uncles, and cousins. But because my mom and I don't see eye to eye, I don't talk to any of them. I've heard of TBIs destroying a marriage and relationships. But does anyone have similar experiences?