Hey Everyone,
Honestly it’s been a genuine struggle getting to open up to you guys about my personal struggles with this condition because I was incredibly worried that I’d be stigmatized by the general ignorance of the people from my country but all I’ve received here have been love and support and I couldn’t feel more grateful and safer here. So I think I could let it out……
I was diagnosed with epilepsy in 2020. Whilst I was still in school. Honestly I have an hypothesis that the covid vaccine gave me this condition tbvh. Because I literally had my first episode weeks after I took the vaccine... But this could just be me overthinking lol
Whilst in school, my uncle was the one responsible for my fees and everything. But sadly he passed in 2021 and despite all the health challenges I had to complete my schooling(barely) with just my girlfriend’s(now my ex) support.
To be fair my father is poor. But this man would go months without even checking up on me. No calls, nothing.
In 2023 when my ex left me. I had no one to live with, and the cost of living by myself was becoming too expensive. I even tried crowdfunding. I raised some money but it wasn't as successful as I'd hoped. So I decided to go live back home with my father and stepmom(my mom d*ed when I was 8) in January of this year.
Living with him was terrible. I still was responsible for my own feeding, and buying my meds but at least I had someone to be there for me when I have any major episodes right? so I thought.
Then it happened. In May I had a Major episode, a confusion spell from the narration my father gave.
Next thing, I found myself in a church, chained in an uncompleted building alongside psychotics and schizroprenics
Apparently my father believes epilepsy is some satanic attack or manifestation and took me there for 'deliverance'....
I begged this man, that I did not give consent to this, that he should take me to a hospital. He refused. He said I have tried "english" with no cure, that let's try "deliverance "
That's how I was chained there for over six weeks.
I had cut through the chains with a razor blade and two metallic spoons. and fled and took myself to the hospital.
After getting treatment I went back to my father’s house. He refused to let me enter the house. He said since I'm claiming to know more than him, I should go deal with my problem myself that he has nothing to do with me...
I begged and begged. I even took the matter to the police, they begged him and he refused and they said there was nothing they could do since I was above 18.
Sigh
The church he took me to for deliverance was not his main church. In his main church he's even an elder. I took the matter to his main church and the bishop. Same result.
All this happened in August.
Since then I've been staying at a hotel, alone, completely funded by a friend of mine that lives in the US. they've been the one paying for literally everything. Food, hotel bills, meds and the occasional hospital visit.
In all this time, not a single call or check up from my father. Absolutely none. Sigh. I've joined a couple discord epilepsy groups, to just build connection and rapport and distract myself from how sad my life’s reality is. It's a miracle I've not even contemplated su*side. I still feel I have a lot to offer in this world.
Being part of this community has been a blessing, and I’m truly grateful for the support and connection on here.
If you were in my position what would you do?
How would you handle these challenges and what would keep you going on the hardest days? I’d really appreciate some thoughts and advice
Honestly it’s been a genuine struggle getting to open up to you guys about my personal struggles with this condition because I was incredibly worried that I’d be stigmatized by the general ignorance of the people from my country but all I’ve received here have been love and support and I couldn’t feel more grateful and safer here. So I think I could let it out……
I was diagnosed with epilepsy in 2020. Whilst I was still in school. Honestly I have an hypothesis that the covid vaccine gave me this condition tbvh. Because I literally had my first episode weeks after I took the vaccine... But this could just be me overthinking lol
Whilst in school, my uncle was the one responsible for my fees and everything. But sadly he passed in 2021 and despite all the health challenges I had to complete my schooling(barely) with just my girlfriend’s(now my ex) support.
To be fair my father is poor. But this man would go months without even checking up on me. No calls, nothing.
In 2023 when my ex left me. I had no one to live with, and the cost of living by myself was becoming too expensive. I even tried crowdfunding. I raised some money but it wasn't as successful as I'd hoped. So I decided to go live back home with my father and stepmom(my mom d*ed when I was 8) in January of this year.
Living with him was terrible. I still was responsible for my own feeding, and buying my meds but at least I had someone to be there for me when I have any major episodes right? so I thought.
Then it happened. In May I had a Major episode, a confusion spell from the narration my father gave.
Next thing, I found myself in a church, chained in an uncompleted building alongside psychotics and schizroprenics
Apparently my father believes epilepsy is some satanic attack or manifestation and took me there for 'deliverance'....
I begged this man, that I did not give consent to this, that he should take me to a hospital. He refused. He said I have tried "english" with no cure, that let's try "deliverance "
That's how I was chained there for over six weeks.
I had cut through the chains with a razor blade and two metallic spoons. and fled and took myself to the hospital.
After getting treatment I went back to my father’s house. He refused to let me enter the house. He said since I'm claiming to know more than him, I should go deal with my problem myself that he has nothing to do with me...
I begged and begged. I even took the matter to the police, they begged him and he refused and they said there was nothing they could do since I was above 18.
Sigh
The church he took me to for deliverance was not his main church. In his main church he's even an elder. I took the matter to his main church and the bishop. Same result.
All this happened in August.
Since then I've been staying at a hotel, alone, completely funded by a friend of mine that lives in the US. they've been the one paying for literally everything. Food, hotel bills, meds and the occasional hospital visit.
In all this time, not a single call or check up from my father. Absolutely none. Sigh. I've joined a couple discord epilepsy groups, to just build connection and rapport and distract myself from how sad my life’s reality is. It's a miracle I've not even contemplated su*side. I still feel I have a lot to offer in this world.
Being part of this community has been a blessing, and I’m truly grateful for the support and connection on here.
If you were in my position what would you do?
How would you handle these challenges and what would keep you going on the hardest days? I’d really appreciate some thoughts and advice