The Origin of Nuclear Ninya...
2020 seemed like a blessing during the Covid lock-down. I embraced living in my own bubble. But a near fatal accident left me debilitated for months. That summer I was struck by a large SUV while riding my bicycle. I remember being hurled off the road into the center island. For a moment I felt like I was out of body. I was knocked unconscious and I had a gash across my face which went from the outer corner of my eye to under my lip. Luckily my husband was following way behind and I watched him come to get me up. That's when I woke up. The sheriff came and asked if I wanted to file a report against the person that hit me. Later on I was told a witness stated the SUV just got close and didn't actually make contact. They were never identified. I was taken by ambulance to the nearest hospital.
Surgery was required to repair the cracked orbital under my eye. I have nerve damage and no feeling in my face below the orbital implant. I received countless stitches around my eyes, face, lips, tongue, and I also chipped my front tooth. My wrist was broken as well as some fingers. I lost mobility in both my hands and needed surgery to put a metal bar in my wrist. Physical therapy lasted for months but the mental anguish I experienced took years for me to work through. It wasn't only the fact that I had an "accident" and smashed my face wide open. I felt like someone did this to me on purpose. It felt like an evil, sadistic joke - like I was the target of someone's racist folly at 10am in the morning.
Why would someone do this on purpose? It's a cruel world out there. It saddens me that men lack compassion and common decency. There is a general lack of consideration and lack of respect amongst the men in this world. There is a general lack of honor and accountability. Someone was trying to scare me and I almost ended up getting killed. I would have bled out in the middle of the road if my husband wasn't riding with me. At that moment and for the following few years, I truly felt broken. The person who did this to me didn't think. They didn't care that I had a child, an elderly mother and a husband to take care of. I prayed for retribution when I cried myself to sleep. I would wake up in the morning and continue to cry. This continued for months through the Covid lockdown.
I turned to subliminal sleep programming to pull myself out of the depression. That was the key that allowed me to be productive and gain the confidence to interact with the outside world again. I grew up singing and turned to music to feed my soul. Rediscovering guitar and playing piano was an integral part to my healing process in getting my hands and fingers functioning again. I learned how to transmute negative energy into positive energy out of necessity. That is how NuclearNinya was born.
NuclearNinya isn't just a brand, it's A BAND, with a message.
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by KC
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