@sweetcheeks33
I embrace my life fully, and while I sometimes experience postictal aggression, it’s just part of my journey. My neighbor has heard my epilepsy cry—a loud moan that occurs when the contractions force the air from the lungs and passes by the vocal cords creating the noise. I don’t feel embarrassed about it; in fact, I appreciate the concern from those who call or come over.
I once had a seizure that led me to fall through a wall into the next duplex—no big deal. Epilepsy does not define me; I live on my own terms. If a seizure happens, it happens. It’s not my responsibility if someone feels disturbed or scared by it; they need to understand that it’s their issue, not mine. For 59 years, I’ve refused to let epilepsy dictate my life. I take pride in who I am and what I can do, unashamed and unembarrassed. I go where I want, do what I want, and live life to the fullest, always in control of my path—not my condition. Epilepsy can destroy your quality of life if you allow it.
Take care,
Jake