It’s been two years since we had our last fight. Although it wasn’t one of the most violent ones, it also wasn’t the least. The fear you swept right through me that night I’ll never forget.
Panic. Terror. Dread. Those are the things I remember the most. You were very determined to ruin the tranquility I’d gained in your absence.
Long before I heard my Apple Watch alert me that my heart rate had spiked, I knew you were here. You’re almost like a sixth sense now, and I know when you want to take over the driver’s seat.
Your aura always feels like a scene from a nightmare. You want to run, but your legs won’t move. It’s slow and fast. It’s still and moving. It’s a painful slow motion picture and time-lapse all rolled into one.
Luckily, the meds made sure you didn’t stay for long, and I was able to regain some composure.
Two years have come and gone, and you’ve kept quiet. It feels strange and surreal, and it feels SO good!
These past twelve years have been a crazy ride, and I’m sure there will be many more bumps along the road. But I’ve learned so much in this journey, and I’m ready to take anything head on. So buckle up and stay in the backseat my annoying friend because the driver’s seat is all mine!
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I’ve climbed and soared. I’ve stumbled and fallen. I’ve gained hope. I’ve lost some. I’ve smiled. I’ve cried. I’ve gone through all the motions, but I’ve never given up. Because of persevering through that struggle, I am finally two years seizure free!
The happiness this milestone brings is overwhelming, and I can’t wait for the next one to get here! As I move forward, I know what comes next will not be easy. Let’s face it. When will it ever be?
But whatever comes my way, I know I can handle it because I have all of you. Your support has fueled me and kept me going. These two years were a success because of you. THANK YOU!
Life: Crossed Out and Rewritten 