Dear Epilepsy,
So much has happened since our last painful encounter, and, with each passing moment, I marvel at all the good that has come out of all the bad. Although I can’t say I miss you, I cannot deny the beauty in your double-edge.
The limitations you set for me are infuriating and, at times, have completely torn me down. The physical and mental strains you place on someone is only fathomable by those who’ve had to live with you by their side. They have felt and have been hurt by your temperamental storms.
Although you cause so much affliction, I can’t help but think of all your wonderful doings. I learned a lot about myself because of you, and you gave me so much, too.
If it wasn’t for those walls you created, I wouldn’t have learned how far I could climb. If it wasn’t for all those difficult battles, I wouldn’t have realized how strong I actually was.
If we’d never met, I wouldn’t have so many wonderful people in my life. Both near and far, my purple support system lifts me up when I’m at my weakest. And, all I can feel right now is their overwhelming love.
E, you might be terrible, but, honestly, you’re not the worst. And, I am so grateful that I can say that.
See you never,
Vero
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