Serial Killers fetish?!

Now I don't know whether this is TBI related, but I have a funny feeling it may be.

Since my TBI I've had a lot of time on my hands.

I've lost my career which has broken me.

But my questioning mind still lives on, the wonderment of the organ I find most fascinating in the world still calls me.

When my mum questions me - quite accusingly - why the idea of murder interests me so much, I have a genuine answer. Why? What's different about the brain of these people to give them to compulsion to do what they do? I find that fascinating.

But it could be a problem for me. I remember asking my good friend Lisa whether I could ask her a question. She asked me what it was about, and I truthfully answered that it was about Peter Sutcliffe. She politely declined, so I didn't ask her and was actually quite disappointed, as I wanted to!I want to also apologise to you Elise for messaging you about something similar. Is it disinhibition, this drive to talk to people about something that fascinates me?

I wonder about other brain injury survivors - do they experince anything similar to this, or is it just my twisted personality talking?!