Trying to stay hopeful and have faith, but you get bitter and mad as hell when you think you're doing well and have yet another fucking seizure!
I've felt mad as hell so many times that I've lost count. I grew up feeling alone, bitter, and at one time, I had no optimism. Years ago, if you would've told me, "You're not alone. There's many people going through the same condition as you," I would've scoffed at you and said, "Sure damn easy for you to say!" Eventually I learned that I really was not alone and made a few friends online that have gone through the same feelings I have dealing with epilepsy.
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