I may have become an epilepsy warrior, yet everyday is still a struggle.
Why me? What the heck did I do wrong to deserve all this? This thought was constantly in the back of my head.
This year, I was in the epilepsy monitoring unit with intracranial electrodes placed inside my brain to see if I qualify for brain surgery. I, for one, was very excited and happy for this process of finding answers.
The fear, negative reactions and misconceptions from others made me realize how people had attached a stigma to the word seizure. This has led me to write a little about my experience, hopefully opening a pathway for others dealing with seizures in our community to speak freely.
Independence was what I wanted badly. I turned into a very boisterous, opinionated and in your face type of person - not caring about what others thought of me and my ways. This, of course, is not a typical Tamil girl's behaviour.
Have I gained anything from living the past 14 years with seizures? Yes!
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