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I’m tired of being tired

I’m tired of being tired Try not to let it bring you down. Try not to give up hope. Try not to let it affect your dreams. Try not to let it win. Make the most of what you have. Be thankful, it could be worse. But, you look so normal. You will get better.… Continue reading I’m tired of being tired

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Epilepsy is my own personal Demon

Epilepsy is my own personal demon. When you wake up, lost and confused in the darkness of night that engulfs you and a heavy weight presses on your chest. It’s panic. Panic and fear. But it only lasts a moment or two, until the thick foggy haze encompassing your head starts to lift. That’s when… Continue reading Epilepsy is my own personal Demon

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Why does she hate me?

*** Debbie Downer Post. ***   I swear this Bean hates me. 😞 I'm constantly in so much pain and aching everywhere. I can't get comfy anywhere or any position. I've tried lying down flat, on either side, curled up. With and without my pregnancy pillow. On the sofa, on my bed, even on the… Continue reading Why does she hate me?

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Main course of University with a side order of Seizures.

This week has been my first back at University, officially. Although the lectures have still just been introducing the modules and pre warning us of assessment dates (😱). Throughout most the summer I have been lucky enough to say, I've been seizure free, despite the morning sickness and growing pains etc, taking their place, it… Continue reading Main course of University with a side order of Seizures.

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When E gets in the way

I'm normally quite an optimistic person, I don't let my seizures have control of my life. Although I may go a bad day or two recovering, I get back to it the next day and move on. If I didn't, I would live a very secluded, depressing, meaningless life. Which there isn't much point in… Continue reading When E gets in the way