My Epilepsy Diary Report

Looking at this just makes me smile!

The Monster Within (Part 1)

I had been running like a predator after a prey for far too long. More sunsets had taken place than I could count, and I could barely recognize myself. I didn’t know who I was. I didn’t know where I belonged. I just knew I was tired of going nowhere. It was time to breakContinue reading “The Monster Within (Part 1)”

Monday Reflections: Six Months Seizure Free

  To: My very own Hidden Disorder For the longest time, you controlled me. You held on tightly and wouldn’t let me be. Six months ago today, I made a choice. And I now no longer hear your voice. Our friendly fights are over. There is now a sense of closure. My friendly enemy, it’sContinue reading “Monday Reflections: Six Months Seizure Free”

Happy in My Tears

My eyes turned into waterworks the other day. Although tears coated my cheeks, I had a smile on my face. It wasn’t bad news or unhappiness, which caused this to occur. Pain and sadness aren’t always the reason for this display of emotion. It was my thoughts of the past and present, which made meContinue reading “Happy in My Tears”

A Distant and Almost Sweet Memory

The end of normalcy and at the beginning of what felt like the end is where this entry starts. It was two-months after my diagnoses. I was confused and angry. I didn’t know what to do or what to expect. I just knew that life wouldn’t be the same. Looking back at my 20-year-old self, I wishContinue reading “A Distant and Almost Sweet Memory”

A Purple Support System

I’m a believer in that the smallest things can make a difference. A dash of purple on a bracelet, a purple rose on a keychain and a note written with purple ink are wonderful gestures. These are but a few of the many things I’ve seen today. These little symbols remind me that I’m notContinue reading “A Purple Support System”

Monday Reflections

This whole blog thing is new to me so I’m not sure if there is such a thing as right or wrong. I’ve been thinking of what I should do with it. This is my attempt to start writing a small segment I would like to call “Monday Reflections”.  It will be a small entry, 500Continue reading “Monday Reflections”

Social Butterfly

I’m quiet, if not at least soft spoken. It’s not that I don’t want to get to know you, and it’s not that I don’t care. I fear the confusion and alarm that I might bring. Five years ago, I’d smile brightly and tell you my name. I would even ask you to join meContinue reading “Social Butterfly”