I can relate. I went down Sunday 9/11 last year. I wasn't on any AAS at the time. The sound of the grinding metal on the asphalt is a noise I still hear. While skidding down the hwy, I was waiting for everything to go black. Wondered how my kids were going take the news. They say your life flashes before your eyes. I was damn lucky. After my bike stopped, I had help picking her up since she weighs in at 750#. When Hwy patrol left, I road her home another 3 hours.

Everyone is different after a wreck, whether our fault or not. I rode my other bike to and from work that very same week. I was nervous and uneasy, but did it anyway. By that Friday, I felt good again. Some may disagree and think that was not safe/smart. But it worked for ME. The old cliche`, "time heals" is what you most likely are working with. Everybody has there own healing schedule. I have gotten spooked since then and you may too. Just part of the mental healing process. I believe this has given me a heightened sense of awareness when I get on my bike.

I won't stop riding. Bikers have to be 5x as alert as the cager's. A bike will always lose to a car. To me, riding is like playing chess. I am calculating every car, truck, bicycle, pedestrian, dogs, road kill etc while riding. Be safe and keep the rubber side down