Hi Janellie,
maybe I am in no position to offer advice because I feel as angry as you sometimes – or maybe I can write a word or two exactly because of that. I won’t talk so much about the seizures themselves as mine are kind of rare so I can only imagine what you are going through.
But feeling “an outcast, an underdog, a loser” I am sure is something that we all have to deal with in our personal, professional and social lives: the fear to go out, make new relationships, lack of independency, thinking there are limited career choices. Well, living with epilepsy for the last 18 years, I have come to realize a couple of amazing things:
- It’s a myth that epilepsy drives away people in general. It drives away superficial and stupid people. That turned great for me. No way would I want to be around these people anyway, thinking I could count on them only to realize it’s all fake when something would eventually go wrong (you know, epilepsy is not the only thing that can go wrong in someone’s life).
- Depending on others was one of the hardest parts for me. I grew up to believe I should be completely self-sufficient. That’s bull@. People need each other anyway in so many ways, not only for health issues. That doesn’t make us needy or less autonomous. It makes us a community rather than selfish individuals. I mean taking care of each other should be the ‘normal’ and not something to be embarrassed about. I think it’s sad that people nowadays are pretending “they’re fine” all the time and are so afraid to reveal their weaknesses even to their closest friends. They try so much to look ‘normal’ and end up depressed and unable to share. I believe mutuality is the key. I may have had my friends and (most of) my family doing a lot for me, but they also know I am always there for them, when I can. They say I have made them stronger and taught them to fight. It means a lot. I had this image of myself always being the vulnerable one, but it turns out I have become a pretty good fighter and that is an inspiration for people who can appreciate it.
- I don’t want to be misunderstood in this one: I am in favour of people with epilepsy working and not giving up their career dreams. But I also believe in accepting who we are and adjusting. For me it was not a compromise. I already didn’t appreciate the way people are so much building their identities in relation to their career and sacrificing many aspects of their personality to fit in boring jobs in boring offices with boring bosses (no offence). I became a freelancer and now I work from home and I can adjust the hours and the amount of work. My second job was tutoring children. That was very very difficult for me to give up, but back then I couldn’t bring myself to talk to the kids’ parents about my epilepsy or risk having a seizure in front of them. I studied hard, gained new skills and now I tutor children with epilepsy and learning disabilities. It’s one of the most fulfilling things I do. Details aside, being forced to not take things for granted made me re-evaluate and make more profound and meaningful choices. And you being an artist sounds so great, I am happy for you. I wish I had such a talent.
- I also had to force myself to go out and leave the safety of my apartment. I took small steps in the beginning, making sure I would be among friends. Then I realized it was mainly because of a very bad experience: I had a seizure in the street, I was alone, and a stupid passer-by had the brilliant idea to call the police instead of an ambulance to arrest me as a drug user! Ok, that was awful but I refuse to give up walking on the street because idiots exist. That would be a reason for everyone to hide and only idiots would walk around.
I will stop here. I just want to say I agree with others who said that a counselor is a good idea. Nobody should have to go through something like that without being able to confess their emotions and fears. I also believe that fighting back what pushes us down is the best: becoming an active member of a community, educating others, exposing what is wrong and creating alternatives. That’s how I redirect my anger towards what’s really wrong and hypocritical in our society and not turn it against myself. Then again, it might just be me who always criticized the ‘normal’ as something too tight and claustrophobic for most people to fit in.
[Excuse me for how I express myself in English, I am really trying here!]