Why would you say: “I have epilepsy.”
To be included — or excluded?
To be accepted — or rejected?
To be understood — or misunderstood?
To be loved — or laughed at?
I’d say, all of this — or more.
Epilepsy is either a grace — or a dirty word.
It’s all a matter of how you look at it.
And how you say it.
Speak up. Speak out. Shout!
Let the world know.
I am me. No matter what you label me.
I have a voice…a life…and a heart.
You can help me or hurt me.
You can ignore me or plead ignorance.
But I’m not going to go away.
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I’m my own man, more of a solitary type, where by it means nothing to me what others think about me, or my medical condition. I’m my own person that has a handicap that comes to visit at times. All the other times i’m as normal as the rest of the people. So when the devil comes a knocking i deal with it in my own way, and once i recover everything is back to normal. Nothing to be ashamed of, just need to do things a little differently than others.
Life is too wonderful to care about what ignorant people might think. Anyways there a lot more good people than bad, i think. Like a dog or a cat that can sense negativity so can i and i don’t care to deal with negative people.
Early on in life i knew to chose my friends wisely because some friends can lead u down the wrong road.
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Comment by Zolt — February 12, 2026 @ 10:46 AM
Beware of toxic people. You’ve learned that lesson well.
And yes, being your own person I think, is what we all strive for.
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Comment by Phylis Feiner Johnson — February 12, 2026 @ 11:07 AM