Hi Petox
Loaded questions... I am in my fifties. I was probably gearing up for that first TC at age 11 when I started periods. That was 1969. The denial was so strong for so many years, that getting a grasp on this condition, because it is so individualized has been quite a ride. It was unspoken in my house that speaking to others about this was, well, better left unsaid! I had failing grades in school, which was never officially attributed to my E. Again, the denial was so strong, I was just a bad student in the eyes of the education system, and my parents looked the other way, hoping I would excel eventually.
I was diagnosed with a Low seizure threshold. My EEG's were normal. My seizures were always nocturnal TC's, so no question that I was having them, even w/o a witness, I could not ignore waking up to total confusion and a bitten tongue. My seizures were few and far between. I raised two children, and functioned fairly normally.
Fast forward to the inception of the internet and the wealth of information offered to John Q. Public. The good news - finding out how I can have some control other than swallowing meds. Bad news - went status in 03' and almost died. A sling shot-out of denial and spent the next several years in a panic trying to hold on to my sanity, and obsessed about trying to stop the monster from within from reappearing. Coming to terms with my own mortality has been the hardest part. From denial to casual concern for my E. to sheer panic that I might go status again and awake with a tube down my throat.
I went through, and still do to a lesser extent, a mourning period for the regrets I have and the loss, mostly what the denial produced. It has shaped who I am today, as well as my fear of my own brain - that later ensued. What I have learned most of all is we are our own best advocate on so many levels, that we determine how our quality of life will be, and that does not solely come in the form of a pill.