I wanted today's post to be about a historical person who had Epilepsy. As I searched there were so many people some names stood out others I had to read on. From science to acting the backgrounds varying sports, musicians, politics, writers, and more. Which made me realize picking one wouldn't be enough picking more than one wouldn't be enough either. No matter who I would have quoted another great man or woman would have been forgotten. Reading that some of these people tried to hide it with alcohol. It's tragic that at one point in time people felt the need to hide it instead of embracing it. (Saying that makes me sound like a hypocrite)
I will admit it I tried hiding it from people, when I first started working I didn't want anyone to know when I started dating the second the guy found out he ran. I hide it as hard as I could my best friend didn't know for a while because I was afraid she'd treat me differently than others (which she does now but not in the way I thought sometimes I wish she'd treat me like others lol) in other words I learned that it won't matter if they're truly meant to be in your life. I was terrified to tell my husband (at the time boyfriend) would reject me and leave me to myself. I was scared my depression would come back the dark thoughts would run through my mind. I didn't like the thought of being alone but nobody really does.
I remember telling my husband for the first time that I had Epilepsy laying in his arms I just kinda blurted it out. His reaction was not what I expected herein him say "that's cool my little brother had it when he was little" I honestly wanted to cry but all I could do was smile. I don't think he realized how much it meant to me that he brushed something so serious off like it was nothing. I unloaded my biggest secret and faced my biggest fear at the same time. I was so used to being called a space case or freak that I didn't know how to react.
Telling my best friend was just about the same, Morgan just asked questions on what to do what was it. I made the comment that I wish she'd treat me like other people not because she's overprotective. Like girls are with their friends they are your personal walking dairy and I'm hers don't get me wrong I love letting her vent and giving her advice I'm the married friend. (That's my job) but sometimes it's too much I love her but sometimes it's too much. She's how I know what true friendship is.
No, I'm not going to lie but I still do have to deal with every day did you take your pills, are you ok, did you get enough sleep. The everyday questions that get asked because people care, my best friend and my husband care the hound me because they care. We live in an age that we shouldn't have to be afraid to admit our true selves. Don't hide it I did for most of my life and being able to admit or say you have Epilepsy without fear of rejection is the best feeling. You may have a few people who will reject you but it'll make you stronger and help you with your confidence. The people who've rejected me I look at them and say "I pity you" because they are either scared of what they don't understand or they are just that dense.
If they don't want to take the time to understand what's going on through your brain. The fact that they are going to let that one thing big or not they just gave up the chance of having a wonderful person in their
life.
I will admit it I tried hiding it from people, when I first started working I didn't want anyone to know when I started dating the second the guy found out he ran. I hide it as hard as I could my best friend didn't know for a while because I was afraid she'd treat me differently than others (which she does now but not in the way I thought sometimes I wish she'd treat me like others lol) in other words I learned that it won't matter if they're truly meant to be in your life. I was terrified to tell my husband (at the time boyfriend) would reject me and leave me to myself. I was scared my depression would come back the dark thoughts would run through my mind. I didn't like the thought of being alone but nobody really does.
I remember telling my husband for the first time that I had Epilepsy laying in his arms I just kinda blurted it out. His reaction was not what I expected herein him say "that's cool my little brother had it when he was little" I honestly wanted to cry but all I could do was smile. I don't think he realized how much it meant to me that he brushed something so serious off like it was nothing. I unloaded my biggest secret and faced my biggest fear at the same time. I was so used to being called a space case or freak that I didn't know how to react.Telling my best friend was just about the same, Morgan just asked questions on what to do what was it. I made the comment that I wish she'd treat me like other people not because she's overprotective. Like girls are with their friends they are your personal walking dairy and I'm hers don't get me wrong I love letting her vent and giving her advice I'm the married friend. (That's my job) but sometimes it's too much I love her but sometimes it's too much. She's how I know what true friendship is.
No, I'm not going to lie but I still do have to deal with every day did you take your pills, are you ok, did you get enough sleep. The everyday questions that get asked because people care, my best friend and my husband care the hound me because they care. We live in an age that we shouldn't have to be afraid to admit our true selves. Don't hide it I did for most of my life and being able to admit or say you have Epilepsy without fear of rejection is the best feeling. You may have a few people who will reject you but it'll make you stronger and help you with your confidence. The people who've rejected me I look at them and say "I pity you" because they are either scared of what they don't understand or they are just that dense.If they don't want to take the time to understand what's going on through your brain. The fact that they are going to let that one thing big or not they just gave up the chance of having a wonderful person in their
life.
Amanda Rost
Instagram : @EpilepticMom
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