When I was first diagnosed as a teen, no one knew what to do with me.
My parents refused to use the “E” word. People treated me like I was some kind of pariah. (Which didn’t make me feel warm and fuzzy either).
When did you find out that you had epilepsy?
How?
What did you do after being diagnosed?
How do you cope with it now?
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