A year ago last Sunday, I was found fitting next to my now-deceased first car, which I had cheekily parked in the car park at my old flat, as it is situated closer to my work, less than a five-minute walk in fact. After spending six months in various hospitals, I was finally let home and back into the real world, but life is very different for me now.
Let me just take a bit of time to describe "me" before my bleed occurred.
I never really saw myself as confident, but I knew I was incredibly loved by my family; you don't grow up as the youngest of three kids without being looked out for a lot. That much care and attention would install in anyone a belief to be able to achieve anything in life.
Now, however, there is certainly a sense of fallibility, that protective armour has been taken from me.
I flew the nest early in life after being accepted for university in one of the biggest cities in the country; Liverpool. This first taste of life outside of my home city, Leicester, gave me a great sense of independence and adventure, and installed in me a feeling I perhaps did not always need the shield and protection of my family, all the time.
From an early age I knew I wanted a career in sport, so when an ankle-ligament injury scuppered my fledgling football career at the age of 15, while playing for Leicestershire, I knew I had to seek an alternative. As a youngster, I always rushed to the front door in excitement, when the local newspaper, The Leicester Mercury, popped through the letterbox, eager to read and hear about what was going on at my favourite team, Leicester Tigers.
So following some research, I realised it was actually possible to fulfil a new dream of seeing my name on the back page of a newspaper, and have someone else run to the letterbox to see it and be inspired.To cut a long story short, I eventually found myself in Cheltenham, where I began to set up roots, going out with my friends and perfecting my craft.
Last Sunday, March 2 was a reflective day for me, not only thinking about the last year, but also my life before. It was a strange feeling all day, knowing what nearly happened and what could have been. It was definitely bittersweet.
I do feel like Will Wood, I am the same person, although I can't help but feel a sense of there being an 'old me'. I find socialising a lot harder now, an independent life is more of a challenge, my memory is no longer something I can rely on, these are all changes I have had to come to terms with during the last year.
However, I will not allow my bleed to be the thing that defines me. All my past has made me who I am today; being chosen to play for the county at under-15s football, seeing my name on the back page of a daily newspaper, watching my family grow bigger especially my two beautiful nieces.
I'm not sure how close I came to departing this world, but to even mention it is upsetting and scary enough, so I'd rather not think about it.That probably represents the best and biggest change in me; I would say I am more optimistic about things now, a feeling of looking on the bright side more.
My psychologist said something the other day that has given me so much more hope for the future; "in time by filling life with so much new and amazing stuff, the bleed will become much smaller." So this next year is going to be full of really good stuff!