I am also relatively new here. I came across this site while doing some research. So far it has been interesting and all the people I post to or post to me are very supportive.
Please don't mind my rambling.
I was diagnosed in 2000, tho I spent a year refusing to tell my flight surgeon that I was having a ton of seizures, the gran mal's all coming at night with partial complexes happening during the day, while I was on active duty. I was an idiot. I should have gone to him right away and tell him that something was wrong (I had no clue what was happening at the time).
Every year I needed to have a flight physical in order to do my job; Air Traffic Control. I knew that if I went to medical and told them what was happening to me, I would immediately be grounded until they found the cause. I thought that no matter what it was my Naval career was over. Because I did not get help for a little over a year, the gran mal's I did have literally destroyed my right shoulder and back bone.
I now attract magnets because of all the metal in my shoulder. Annoying at times

Well, I was medically retired and I guess I am lucky. I receive my Navy retirement as well as a 100% disabled rating with the VA. Also, all my medical care is provided by the VA and Tricare (military health insurance). I am in a hellava lot better position than many on these threads so I am in no position to really complain.
Anyhoo, no matter what comes my way, I always make jokes about my condition. My wife hates it because she thinks that I am not taking things seriously. I tell her "How long have you known me?" My old stand by when I must let someone know about my condition is that if they see me flopping on the floor like a dead fish, don't try to take the hook out of my mouth. Just let me keep flopping until I stop. Corny as hell, but it puts people at ease. I use this adage; "If you can't laugh at yourself, you can't laugh".
Sorry, veering off in all directions. Just hang in there, these guys are very supportive.