Epilepsy is a gift, not a curse.

Seizures are scary. You have no warning and every time I get a reality check of how close I am to dying. It forces you to depend on others, which is frustrating if you have an independent personality. However, my epilepsy made me stronger. This is the story of how God gave me the courage to live and not survive.

Experiencing a seizure.

This date was terrible. My boyfriend and I were excited. We were going to a concert featuring video game music! Everything from Final Fantasy to Kingdom Hearts. Some of the most underrated music is found in video games. Afterwards, I decided to go to the bathroom.

Where am I? Why am I on the floor of the bathroom and why do I taste blood? Why are people staring at me? After sitting up, I was told I had a seizure.

Crap. Not again.

After looking around some more, I realized my head was very close to the toilet. If I had hit it, I wouldn’t be here.

After years of being seizure-free, why did my seizures return? The concert had flashing lights, but I thought I was going to be fine.

I continued to have seizures. For a while it was twice a week. After a month of being seizure-free, I thought it was finally over.

No.