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I want my life back, too! I am 15 years old and I can't do anything the other kids are doing because of my epilepsy. When somebody has a party I can't go because there usually is a disco ball or some other form of flashing lights. I can't drive (while everyone else my age is currently taking Driver's Ed AND KEEPS TELLING ME STORIES OF HOW MUCH THEY LOVE DRIVING, knowing that I won't be able to do that, because nothing has worked to control my seizures). My parents won't let me go on roller coasters because she read online somewhere that this kid had a seizure on one and nearly died, plus she's scared that I'm gonna have one and like fall out of the seat or something (THAT'S WHY THEY HAVE SEATBELTS AND SAFETY BARS, MOM). My parents even have to be home when I take a shower because they think I'm gonna have one and drown in the bathroom. They freak out if I take even like over 8 minutes. And recently I am in honors physics and we had to do this lab where we used a motion sensor. Well, I wasn't really thinking about my epilepsy (because, honestly, I try to forget about it) and there was a flashing light on the sensor that I didn't really take much thought about. That wasn't good though because then all day I was having seizures; I probably missed half of what my teachers were saying, and according to my classmates when my teacher (who is super hard and everyone is failing his class) asked me to answer a question on a story we had read, I mumbled something and then they heard something like "You suck." I was completely and totally humiliated. Now my parents are fighting the school to have me changed into a class that won't use any of that new technology, but I like my teacher and I hear that the other one is hard, and trust me I have a hectic schedule and I don't need another hard teacher fit into it. My current physics teacher is nice and I like him, but my mom emailed practically every administrator at my school already. Another time we were going over the answers to our test in AP Euro and it was my turn to give the answer. Apparently I read the question and then just stopped talking, the teacher called my names a couple times, but I never once moved or talked. That was humiliating too. I hate this. I am always getting humiliated and even worse, I never know how or what I did to deserve the humiliation, until someone else tells me.
I am embarrassed about it, and therefore don't want to bring it up if I can help it. A couple of my friends know, but nobody understands it, especially because I don't have the flop on the floor kind. One is really understanding and willing to help in any way he possibly can, but I rarely get to see him. The others though are always giving me crap about it. They tell me that it's nothing and that I'm making too much of a deal about it; that I'm "milking it for all its worth". My mom got me a 504 plan, pretty much giving me all this special treatment in school if needed without labeling me as special-ed. But I am scared to use it because I don't want my teachers thinking that I'm just using it either.
I hate this so much and always just feel like running away, hiding under a rock, and crying all the time. It sucks because I have to be strong and okay all the time in public, and then when I get home and am in my room, all I do is cry silently, because I don't want my family knowing because then they embarrass me by making a big deal about it. Whenever I don't say anything my mom yells at me "WAS THAT A SEIZURE?!!!" I always say "No." just because I don't want to admit it, and because usually she does that in front of other people and it just is super embarrassing to me. I feel like I'm defective and useless, like there's something wrong with me, all the time. It makes me want to die. I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! Why me?
I am embarrassed about it, and therefore don't want to bring it up if I can help it. A couple of my friends know, but nobody understands it, especially because I don't have the flop on the floor kind. One is really understanding and willing to help in any way he possibly can, but I rarely get to see him. The others though are always giving me crap about it. They tell me that it's nothing and that I'm making too much of a deal about it; that I'm "milking it for all its worth". My mom got me a 504 plan, pretty much giving me all this special treatment in school if needed without labeling me as special-ed. But I am scared to use it because I don't want my teachers thinking that I'm just using it either.
I hate this so much and always just feel like running away, hiding under a rock, and crying all the time. It sucks because I have to be strong and okay all the time in public, and then when I get home and am in my room, all I do is cry silently, because I don't want my family knowing because then they embarrass me by making a big deal about it. Whenever I don't say anything my mom yells at me "WAS THAT A SEIZURE?!!!" I always say "No." just because I don't want to admit it, and because usually she does that in front of other people and it just is super embarrassing to me. I feel like I'm defective and useless, like there's something wrong with me, all the time. It makes me want to die. I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! Why me?