I finally made it home today, after a long week, not just a couple of days Monday and Tuesday I had seizures I know I'm lucky to have a support group here at home. The support I felt in DC was nothing that I feel here I got love and support there just felt different I don't know if it was because everyone there knew what I meant when I told my story. Telling my story and realizing that I haven't told my full story on here: My story starts when I was 6 years old I was diagnosed with epilepsy at the time they weren't 100% sure which type of seizures I was having. I was lucky to have friends to take care of me I recall one day specifically I was in the playground and I had a seizure and walked out into the street in front of an oncoming car, luckily I had a friend nearby who pulled me out of the street. I was 7 at the time, what 7-year-old steps in front of a car one that is in the middle of an absence seizure but I didn't know that at the time. It wasn't unti
Every day is an experience and every day should be enjoyed. Mental and physical health are 3 of the most important things in life. That 3rd is your family we love the people who love us and sometimes even love the ones who don't want it. Learn from me and my mistakes, learn how to live more positive and Don't Let Your Disabilities Define You no matter what it may be.