ASKING FOR HELP

“Your too much, we have other things to do” at my young age I didn’t understand why or what they ment. those words just recently stopped hurting so much. Foster home to foster home I would go. Nobody had the energy to love someone like me, the thoughts that went thru my head nobody wanted to hear. “Shes just doing that for attention”, I would hear people say little did they know I couldnt control my body. Finally a foster parent that cared enough I started seeing doctors more and stopped being told I was crazy. Meds were started and after a few trails finally a dosage was found that worked. It was like a fog was lifted and I could breath. I could pay attention in school all of a sudden everything made sense. A whole new world seemed to unfold A whole new book to write in my big book collection in life. As I grew to love that family and feel at home the longest place I had been in all my life I was 15 and I found out I had to move again. Best 4.5 years at one home I found out a few years later it wasnt me like I had thought they had gotten a divorce and neither alone could support any foster kids and mom tried to adopt me but found out she couldn’t becasue of the inpending divorce. Rounding the circles I went from one home to the next, I ended up learning to depend on myself. Having grand-mal seizures and having no idea why wasn’t as easy as it seems. I would hide in the bathroom and eventually dropped out of school. I found myself back in school getting my GED when i went to hide in another bathroom assuming the worse when someone came in and asked if I was ok. Timing everything ( I did not go over 1 minute and 15 seconds) and pulling me close sliding my backpack off (if you cant do that to someone just make sure they are in a safe location and airway is free to breath dont put anything in their mouth) and making sure my airway was clear. She talking to me calmly and did not get jumpy or ask 101 questions. she helped me back up after everything was done and never once acted as if I was an alien. She helped me study for my GED testing. Now I am ready to Start my Automotive classes in the summer got a long way to go. I am shocked to find there are others in the world just like me. She did n0t tell me she has a seizure disorder as well till after we had gotten to know each other a bit. She asked to share my story and I wanted to share with others. I have had grandmals ever since I could remember. If you dont know what to do do not hide in a bathroom please ask for help. best thing ISNT hiding, its asking for help. IF you dont know how to ask it starts with a “hello”. Thanks to the friend I made not only am I able to share my story with others but I was able to find out my local seizure doctor and get help with my studying in school, as well as make a new friend here at the Skagit Valley Community College. Thank you for reading my story.

——thank you for sharing your story yes that happened here in skagit county where this blog has been made and that person made friends with me 🙂 I do encourage everyone to continue sharing 🙂 we would love to hear from you stay EPILEPSY STRONG—–