5 Things Living with Epilepsy has taught me

  • How to ask for help. 

This is a big one for me. I was raised an only child by parents who wanted nothing more than for me to be an independent and capable woman. I was willfully stubborn and insisted on doing things myself and then I began to have seizures. I needed help because I could no longer drive. I needed reminders to take medication. I felt weak and my ego was bruised. It took sometime before a dear friend told me that by not asking for help I was denying his chance to serve another. I was completely caught off guard.  I now understand that came from a place of wanting to be seen a certain way, not from seeing myself as I am. Asking for help is not only smart, but it reveals strength.

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